That body that gave life.

This body is no longer exactly the same. New curves, traces that had not been foreseen. He changed, and yet he did something extraordinary: he gave life.

For months, he has been a shelter, a refuge, a whole world for an evolving being. He held on to fatigue, pain, doubts. It has expanded, transformed, adapted... to create the impossible.

So yes, he left prints. But these marks are war medals, silent witnesses to the power of the female body.

To love again is not done in a day. Sometimes it's long. Sometimes it's difficult. It's about accepting, honoring today's — That body that gave everything.

It's recognizing beauty in imperfection.

And day after day, learn to look at each other with tenderness. Because that body deserves to be loved.