On my work staycation, I bought myself yellow roses.
Not pink. Not red.
Yellow 💛 because friendship starts with self.
To be a friend to others, you first have to be a friend to yourself.
Intentionally. Gently. Daily.
One rose tilted toward my candle and caught a soft burn sweet, smoky, unexpected.
Where some might discard it, I kept it!
Because even when you’re burned out, you still matter.
You can’t pour from an empty cup.
Scars don’t erase beauty—they prove resilience.
Still here. Still worthy. Beautifully broken.
