This morning, after dropping off my six-year-old son at school, I lingered for a moment as I heard other children calling out their "goodbyes" and "I love yous" to their parents. That simple sound carved out a deep furrow in my heart. As both a mom and a therapist, I know those seemingly small moments are anything but small. They are building blocks—the everyday exchanges that tell a child: You matter. You're safe. You're loved.