There's something so profoundly healing about being truly seen—all your mess, all your failures, all your repeated struggles

Winter brings hardship but also beauty. The fields rest. The animals huddle close.

Like I was just standing in the cereal aisle looking at all the options and suddenly I felt so overwhelmed I had tears in my eyes.

About simple things that don't seem important, but affect comfort, mood, and the feeling of home every day

My expectations are always special, I always want to spend time with my loved ones or friends, this year. Birthday is such a special day😇.. But..🥺

There was a man there—homeless, dirty, struggling. And I helped him.

She was visiting from the city, and she couldn't hide her disgust at how we live—the hard work, the simple food, the quiet evenings without entertainment.

Not the kind where you're alone in your room—I mean the kind where you're surrounded by people and still feel completely isolated.

Sometimes it seems to me that social networks are not just a part of our lives, but a whole life that slowly but surely absorbs everyone?

And do you know why I'm in no hurry to put it away? Because I want to hold on to this feeling of wonder a little longer...

This morning I was driving to work. A typical day, a typical route, a typical stop. People stood nearby, some with coffee, some on their phones, some with empty gazes somewhere into the morning. Nothing foreshadowed the heavy aftertaste this day would leave on me.

There are things you can't talk about in daylight. Not because they're scary, but because no one believes them during the day.

Sometimes things happen in life that can't be explained by logic. You don't want to put them on shelves; you want to feel them.🌟

I am a woman who believes that life becomes truly beautiful when shared with the right person. After change, growth, and rediscovering myself, I am ready for a sincere and meaningful connection.

They asked me to do something I didn't want to do, and instead of making excuses or over-explaining or saying yes and then resenting them later, I just said no. Clearly. Simply. No. And I waited for them to be upset or disappointed or to judge me. But they didn't. They just nodded and said okay. 😔

Nothing fancy. Nothing that would impress anyone outside our home.

There's something almost funny about it. I asked God to help me be more patient, and two minutes later someone did something annoying and I felt my irritation rising just as fast as always.

Every callus on these hands tells a story.

I spent months thinking about what they thought of me.

This question keeps me up at night. In my faith, we're taught that God is good. God is just.