Happy Women’s Day to the South Asian women domestic workers enduring exploitation in the Gulf states, and to the resilient women of Palestine, Iran, Lebanon, Congo, Sudan, and everywhere resisting injustice.
let me brag about my man for a second because he always shows up for me. no matter what’s going on, he finds a way to take care of me. he checks on me, makes sure i’m okay, and never lets me feel like iʼm on my own. he supports me, makes me laugh, puts up with my moods, and still loves me like it’s the easiest thing ever. i’m so lucky to have him, and i don’t take that for granted.
As a Christian myself, it’s actually been very frustrating to see. I’ve seen people who have posted absolutely NOTHING about innocent children being killed and going through suffering every day but now all of a sudden posting kumbaya today, merely because he was Christian.
My love for my man is my hearts muscle memory. I think we must’ve known each other in a past life because I loved him from the very first day I met him. I’ve loved him for forever and before that
He never goes a day without making sure I’m good. He communicates with me. He considers my feelings. He treats me with so much care. He matches my love language. He always compliments me and uplifts me. He makes me feel secure. The way he loves me feels surreal. ❤️