"A love that cherishes the details nobody else could remember."

"And the sun gave its warmth, never worried about being misunderstood."

A friday full of blessings —

Love comes sometimes in a strange disguise —

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"Your wounds speak to you, not to disturb you, but because they trust what you are able to unleash to heal."

"The ones who flow openly — trusting the prayers they've planted".

There is meaning in your strangeness that made you feel alone. If what is alien to the heart is normalized, harshness is popular and superficial is celebrated, then solitude becomes a blessing — a deeper beauty that was ignored needed strangers to be remembered and expressed.

There are synchronicities that make sense if you are comfortable with silence.

"I love knowing that you exist"

Pray to know what is meant for you.

And only God knew about your invisible struggles that led to your visible flourishing.

God is beautiful and loves beauty.

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