“I’m loved at home” is such a huge flex. Like huge, huge. Knowing that no matter what goes wrong in the world, home is always where you can go to feel cherished and safe, is a blessing to the soul.
The best part? Home doesn’t even have to be a place. It’s people. Your own tribe.
I often think about people who have trouble with accountability. I think about how different it would be if they grew up around parents/caregivers/adults who normalised the act of apologising and admitting when they made mistakes
August will be filled with happiness.
August will be filled with blessings.
August will be filled with positivity.
August will be filled with progress.
August will be filled with kindness.
August will be filled with opportunity.
August will be filled with love.