You’re lying on the bed in the hospital, your hands tightly clasped together. Next to you sits your mother, Helen, her fingers gripping your wrist in a silent gesture of support. Your Dad is at home, with your Kids.

You’re waiting for Lando, who was just at the gym finishing his workout.

It was supposed to be just a quick check-up, but you know exactly that your body is sending a clear reminder today.

You forgot your insulin injection.

Once again.

Your heart tightens as you think of Hanna. Your little daughter, just two years old, has been struggling with diabetes since birth. You remember the endless nights when she cried just because a needle pricked her.

Even the word injection still brings her to tears.

It’s hard, and it weighs on you, because you spend almost the entire day alone with the two kids.

Lucas, your four year old whirlwind with big green eyes and a cheeky smile, and Hanna, with her brown eyes, blonde hair, and sweet freckles.

You sigh quietly and think about how it all started.

You and Lando met at Samuel’s birthday party. Samuel is your best friend Emma’s brother. Lando was invited because he is a friend of Samuel, and you, because Emma insisted you to come.

It was that one evening full of laughter, conversations, and the quiet feeling that your lives were about to change. Soon after, you saw each other more often, went on dates, then got married.

Your little chaos called family.

Perfect, yet sometimes anything but easy.

“It’ll be okay, sweetheart.” Your mother whispers, sensing your worries. You nod, even though your heart feels heavy.

You know Lando will be here soon, that he would do anything to support you.

And yet, most of the responsibility usually falls on you. Sometimes you even forget to check your own blood sugar, let alone take your insulin injection.

You imagine Lucas trying to comfort Hanna, them laughing together before exhaustion overtakes them. You wish you had more energy, more calm, to make everything perfect.

But then you think of Lando.

His hand holding yours, his smile when he looks at you after a long day, and you know that together, you can handle anything.

Your family isn’t perfect.

Never.

But it’s your chaos, your happiness, your life. And no matter how hard the days are, you wouldn’t trade a single moment.

You’re torn out of your thoughts as the door slowly opens.

Lando steps in, slightly out of breath, and pauses for a moment. His eyes immediately search for yours, and in them, you see the worry that has been haunting you for hours.

He steps closer carefully, as if he doesn’t want to startle you and gently places his hand on your cheek.

Your heart races at the soft touch, the warmth of his hand soothing you a little. He tilts his head, his eyes full of concern. “Are you okay, baby?” He asks quietly. "I came as fast as I could..."