Letters I Never Sent

Letters I Never Sent A home for the quiet thoughts and letters left unsent.

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Here’s a reminder to keep loving — not just when it’s convenient, but even when it’s hard. đŸ€
08/06/2025

Here’s a reminder to keep loving — not just when it’s convenient, but even when it’s hard. đŸ€

You’re doing better. And that matters. đŸŒ±
03/06/2025

You’re doing better. And that matters. đŸŒ±

To those still waiting—may this month hold space for your becoming.đŸŒŒ
02/06/2025

To those still waiting—may this month hold space for your becoming.đŸŒŒ

There will be days when your heart is tired — not from lack of love, but from carrying too many silent questions.Days wh...
31/05/2025

There will be days when your heart is tired — not from lack of love, but from carrying too many silent questions.

Days when your prayers feel like echoes.
When you show up, but your faith feels thin.
When you believe, but your belief is shaking.

And yet
 even in this season of doubt, believe in the Word of God.

Not because everything makes sense right now.
But because He remains the same, even when you don’t.
Because truth doesn’t rely on your feelings — it stands firm even when you’re on your knees, unsure.

This isn’t the end of your strength.
This is where grace steps in.
Where faith doesn’t roar — it simply stays.

So hold on, quietly if you must.
God’s not afraid of your doubt.
He’s the one holding you through it.

— a reminder for the weary, still believing.

His Word didn’t demand strength—just surrender. đŸ©”đŸ•Šïž
30/05/2025

His Word didn’t demand strength—just surrender. đŸ©”đŸ•Šïž

Sometimes, we don’t need to rush.Sometimes, hope looks like choosing peace,and healing looks like taking one small, quie...
26/05/2025

Sometimes, we don’t need to rush.
Sometimes, hope looks like choosing peace,
and healing looks like taking one small, quiet step forward.
And that’s more than enough today. đŸŒ·

Stillness Sunday đŸŒ±
24/05/2025

Stillness Sunday đŸŒ±

You’re allowed to take your time. ⏳
22/05/2025

You’re allowed to take your time. ⏳

To the man we now carry in our hearts, beyond the skies — ☁Last night, you came to me.Not in your worn-out shirt, not w...
22/05/2025

To the man we now carry in our hearts, beyond the skies — ☁

Last night, you came to me.
Not in your worn-out shirt, not with the calloused hands I remember,
but as a softness, a presence I couldn’t explain—
still holding me, even from so far away.

Two nights ago, I cried.
I came across a scene of quiet struggle—
a man, worn and weary, carrying both a weight and a child.
And somehow, I saw you.
Not the man on screen

but the man who carried all of us when life gave you almost nothing.

You rose before the sun, worked with your bare hands,
and still came home to smile, to care, to raise us right.
You were tired, but never complained.
You gave, even when you had none left.
You sacrificed
 and I see it more now than ever.

I wonder if you saw my tears.
Maybe that’s why you visited me—
to let me know you’re proud, or that you’re still near.

I miss you, Tay,
But thank you

for everything you gave,
even when we didn’t know the weight you were carrying you still carry us in ways we’ll never forget

— and we carry your strength in every step we take.

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