Two things can be true at once ✨
I love you, and I won’t let you in
Yes and no
Beauty and horridness
I like my pain
I think that we’re good friends
It feels so familiar, comfy,
I pretend I never let it stay the night
I wanted to go out so I did
With my noise canceling headphones
While an Irish pub has quiz night
Do I want connection ?
Or atmosphere ?
Two things can be true at once ✨
(I don’t like that I can’t add music to my posts on @Metricool 😖)
How life feels since studying Computer Sciences; Same shit, different medium. ✨
(I deleted Instagram from my phone, so I only check at night on my laptop. Text or call if you’d really like to connect. ✨ I have bad habits and transitioning into healthier more intentional living.)
Te Amo. 🤍
There is something sacred
about being called “Mom.” ♥️
Not because it is easy
but because love like this
changes you.
Because somehow,
through exhaustion, through healing,
through carrying the weight alone sometimes,
I still get the privilege
of loving you. 😊
And that is enough
to make even the hardest days
feel meaningful. ✨
To my daughter 👧
you made me softer and stronger
at the same time.
You gave my life
a kind of love
I didn’t know my heart could hold.
Today I celebrate motherhood
the quiet strength of it,
the sacrifice,
the tenderness,
the resilience, the privilege. 🤍
And I celebrate every mother
who keeps showing up with love,
even when no one sees how hard it is.
Especially the ones
doing it on their own. ( I see you )
There is nothing small
about the love of a mother.
It is life changing.
It is powerful.
It is home. 🏠
I only feel this reality more as a mom because I was given one of the best. @yhollister 🤍
📸- @tatumkelsophotography 🤍
if I could keep you little forever, I wouldn’t.
as much as you are a part of me, you don’t belong to me. you belong to the wind, the moon, the stars.
your heart is going to change the world and make it a better place. and if Im lucky,
I will be here to watch you do it. 🤍✨
A card, for you ✨ Love is not rare.
It isn’t only candlelight and confessions or the kind of story that makes it to the big screen. Love is smaller than that. Quieter. It hides in ordinary places.
It’s in the way the sun shows up every morning without asking for applause.
In the way a stranger holds the door.
In the way a friend remembers how you take your coffee.
In the way your body keeps breathing for you, even on days you forget to be grateful for it.
Love is the patience of trees in winter.
It’s the softness in your voice when you speak to someone who is hurting.
It’s the text that says “Did you get home safe?”
It’s the courage it takes to try again after disappointment.
We think love has to arrive dramatically — sweeping us off our feet, changing everything at once. But most of the time, love is already here. It’s woven into the fabric of our days, waiting to be noticed.
To enjoy love is to slow down enough to see it.
To recognize that you are both a receiver and a source of it.
That every smile you offer, every kind word, every moment of understanding — expands it.
Love multiplies when it’s acknowledged.
It grows when it’s shared.
It deepens when we choose it, especially when it would be easier not to.
So look around.
The world is not empty of love.
It is saturated with it.
And the more you begin to see it
the more you become it. ✨
Happy love day 🤍
