THE FEW WHO STAY .. In the end, it's never about how many surround you, but about the few who stay when life stops making sense. The ones who hear the weight in your quiet, who whisper "you're not alone" when the world feels too loud. It's about the ones who show up - not in grand gestures, but in the small, steady ways that matter: a check-in, a glance, a hand that doesn't let go. Life will always have people who arrive for the sunshine, but it's the ones who stand beside you in the storm that become your home. And in the end, it's always about them - the few who stay, not just for a chapter, but through every season, through the silence and the chaos, loving you not through words, but through the quiet proof of their presence.