Dear Mum,
Thank you for not moving.
I know your foot went numb. I know you really needed the loo.
I know the kettle clicked off and the biscuits got cold.
But you stayed.
You stayed while I curled up on your lap like a cinnamon loaf,
or a slightly sweaty hot water bottle with legs.
You stayed even when the postman came. Even when I snored.
That nap?
That was the kind of nap that rewrites your nervous system.
The kind of nap that tells your soul: “We’re safe. We’re loved.”
And it only worked because of you.
So this letter is just to say — thank you.
Thank you for being my stillness in a world that spins too fast.
Thank you for understanding that sometimes, love looks like doing nothing at all.
I felt it. I still feel it.
And every nap from now on will remember you.
With all my crumbs and purrs,
[PET NAME]
🐾 Chief Nap Inspector
