you’re all that

love is making space for someone not just when it's convenient but especially when it's not

What if your success was defined by: 1. How much joy you experienced today 2. How many moments were you present 3. How much of the good in your life you chose to acknowledge

Remind yourself; No one is going to get it right all the time. Not you. Not anyone you’re in a relationship with.

My energy isn’t reserved for worrying. I use my energy to trust, believe & have faith. 🤍 Say it with me!!!!!!

Sometimes my heart aches when I recall the times I unintentionally hurt my friends. I never meant to cause any pain, and those mistakes continue to haunt me.

REAL TALK; Sometimes it’s hard to care deeply when you’re an ambitious person with goals to hit. There’s this weird divide between who I am with loved ones and who I am at work. At work, I care deeply about the impact we’re set to make, and with my loved ones, I care deeply about nourishing these friendships with love, quality time, and the safe space they require. But lately, at work, I’ve also started to care deeply about the people involved in making the impact. I’d rather speak to the people who are benefiting from our services than network with other prominent individuals. Actually, what I realized most of all is that people are at the heart of everything. People will always remember how we made them feel, less of what we say. Let your people know they matter, whether it’s your sister, best friend, dog, colleague, boss, or your aunty. Actually, I care very deeply, and I always will. (Doesn’t matter how long I’ve known you, you will all somehow matter to me)

i'd learn how to be soft, learn how to close the doors gently, even when i'm upset, even when i'm hurt. id learn how to look into the mirror and cry and laugh and not feel ugly. my presence would be the last scary thing for anyone who enters my home. i'd learn how to sit with my pain before i could even project it onto others. this is to say i wouldn't wait to have a home of my own to unlearn the slamming of doors. this is to say i don't deny i carry the pieces of glass that weren't even broken by me, and still, i'll pluck them all out and heal. this is to say that maybe my bookshelf would still be cluttered, stocked with TBRs, and my desk a little messy, and my kitchen always smelling of tea, but it wouldn't be devoid of warmth. because i'd have learned how to be gentle before my home could.

but yes hope everyone is having a great midweek hehe!! ❤️

i have the absolutely randomest midday reflections ever

i think love is when you put yourself to bed even when you’re tired, and carry yourself up the stairs even though your knees ache. and i think love is when you buy yourself a coffee when your broke, and you know that you’ll get yourself back later. and i think love is letting yourself love someone, even though you are so scared. love is a heavy thing that carries you as much as you carry it.