There’s alot going on today and I don’t see anyone talking about it. Humans are being deprived of their most basic rights. How is this loving? Children are being murdered in masses and its all playing out before us but no one is speaking about it.
I don’t care about the politics. I side with no one but I will always stand for justice & loving human beings. I care about the lives that are being taken for the messed up narratives that you’re being fed. How did we become so desensitized of that? When did we become so apathetic—lacking feelings that are natural to this atrocity? A persons life being taken away from them? We all fear death, fear the end of our lives but don’t care about someone else’s!
How many genocides are we gonna sit back and comfortably watch? ALL human life m a t t e r s. PERIOD. We have power when we come together and use our voices for good. Together, we can bring about change. We are living out history and WE can change it if we come together and raise our voices in unity for justice.
Spirit, break our hearts for what breaks yours. Amen.
#Godoflove #freepalestine #ibelieveinlove #gazagenocide #justiceforgaza #justiceforallvictims #useyourvoiceforgood #compassion
Hmong American day always makes me reflect on how much our people have carried quietly.
The sacrifices,
the displacement,
the rebuilding,
the traditions preserved through survival,
and the love woven community, even after hardship. There’s something deeply emotional about knowing so many of us exist today because our elders chose endurance over giving up.
Being Hmong American means, carrying both grief and beauty at the same time. It means honoring where we came from while allowing ourselves to evolved beyond survival too.
Today I’m holding gratitude for the generations before us, and for everyone continuing the story in their own way.
Proud to be Hmong American.
#hmong #hmoob #hmongfyp #hmongamerican #culturalidentity
Sometimes I find myself wondering what it feels like to have parents who check in on you… even as an adult.
Not just surface-level, but the kind of presence that feels grounding. The kind that helps regulate your nervous system. The kind where you don’t have to carry everything alone.
I don’t really know that feeling beyond the usual disagreements or distance. When parents choose estrangement, there isn’t much you can do to change that. And as the eldest, I’ve learned to just show up for my siblings in the best way I know how.
But if I’m honest… a part of me still wonders what it would feel like to be held in that kind of care. To have parents who are safe, supportive, and truly present.
So I’ve been learning to build that sense of support in other ways. Through the people I choose. Through how I show up for myself. Through the family I’m creating, even if it looks different than what I once imagined.
If you’ve ever had to become your own sense of support or build your own version of family… you’re not alone. Comment “I feel this.”
#narcissisticabuse #eldestdaughter #nocontact #hmong #hmoob
Spontaneous Solo Hikes
I love taking myself on mini adventures like this. I will always be a nature gal and will def stop and smell all the flowers.
Adding this trail to my go-tos.
#ochiking #hiking #hikersoftiktok #exploreyourcity #solohiking
I’m in my own world.
My own lane.
My own path.
My own journey.
My own love.
My own peace.
I’m busy doing me. Celebrating all the good and beautiful things that I am and will be.
No revenge because I’d rather do me.
#selflove #singlelife #dateyourself #enjoyyourself #loveyourself
Take yourself out because you deserve it.
Sometimes inspiration comes from the food we eat, the places we find, or new people we meet.
I love being in this era where I find treasures in my city that I get to enjoy and support local businesses. We’re all out here building our own dreams all at the same time.
Check out @junbigardengrove
#dateyourself #supportsmallbusinesses #matchalover #matchacafe #orangecounty
Sometimes our deepest pain becomes the place our passion is born.
For me, infertility could have easily become only grief… but instead, it opened something in me. A different kind of love. A different kind of purpose.
I found myself pouring into children, into families, into the next generation, stepping into spaces where I could support a child’s well-being and walk alongside parents in shaping something meaningful, even when I wasn’t becoming a mother in the way I expected.
And I’ve learned there is something incredibly beautiful about that shift.
When life doesn’t unfold the way you imagined, you still get to choose what you do with your time, your love, your presence.
Even in the waiting… there is still purpose.
Even in the longing… there is still impact.
Sometimes the miracle isn’t just what you’re waiting for but it’s what you’re building while you wait.
If you’ve ever had to turn pain into purpose, comment “I’m here” so I can see you.
#ttc #pcos #infertility #infertilityjourney #perspective
Hmong Sun Catchers handcrafted by yours truly!
This year is about creating more with my hands.
DM me if you want one! Supplies limited!
#hmong #hmongfyp #hmoob #hmongdesign #hmonggirl
I believe in the return.
For a long time, I gave love freely — through patience, grace, understanding, and care. Sometimes it wasn’t always returned in the same way, and for a while that made me question if I was giving too much.
But what I’ve come to realize is that love given from a genuine heart is never wasted.
Because the return isn’t always another person loving you back the same way. Sometimes the return is the way it shapes you… the way it deepens your compassion, strengthens your heart, and teaches you how to love yourself with that same softness.
The love you give eventually becomes the love you carry within yourself.
And that kind of love never leaves you.
Do you believe love always finds its way back in some form?
#selflove #loveyourself #returntheory #karma #love
Protecting your mental health isn’t always about doing less.
Sometimes it’s about not doing everything yourself.
For a long time, I thought being capable meant I should handle it all. If I could do it, I would. But what I’ve learned as I get older is that just because you’re able to do something doesn’t mean it deserves your energy.
Some tasks don’t just take time…. they drain you.
They pull your focus away from the things that actually matter… the things you’re passionate about, the things that move your life forward.
Learning to outsource, ask for help, and delegate has been one of the most important ways I protect my mental health. Not because I’m incapable, but because my energy is valuable.
These days I’m a lot more intentional about where my energy goes.
I’d rather preserve it for the things that truly deserve me.
What’s one thing you’re learning to let go of or delegate lately?
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