There was a time when women gathered like rivers — flowing with compassion, washing one another’s wounds with words of wisdom, and feeding each other’s children as if they were their own. But somewhere along the way, something shifted. Today, we find ourselves quick to criticize and slow to comfort. We whisper behind closed doors about our sister’s pain instead of showing up with a pot of food and a prayer. We watch our neighbors struggle — emotionally, financially, physically — and we remain silent. We offer no advice, no hug, no hand. What happened to the village? What happened to the circle of women who uplifted each other with…