If you are lucky enough to find love, remember that it is there. Hold it gently. Don’t throw it away. Love doesn’t usually arrive with certainty. It comes quietly. It settles into your life through small, ordinary moments—shared silence, familiar laughter, the comfort of being known without having to explain yourself. And because it arrives…
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Finding Comfort in Familiar Things
There’s a certain comfort in the things that don’t change. The mug you always reach for without thinking. The chair that seems to know how you like to sit. The familiar sounds of a home that has heard your silence more than your words. “Familiar doesn’t mean boring. It means safe.” We often chase what’s…
Where Words Land
It’s a quiet ache many people carry but rarely talk about. You pour time, thought, and pieces of your heart into something you create — words, ideas, work that matters to you — and somehow, the people closest to your life are the last ones to notice. The last ones to read. The least likely…
Life Is A Book
Imagine reading a book with no way to turn back the page. No rereading a chapter. No flipping back to catch what you missed. No undo. How carefully would you read it? Life feels a lot like that. Not in a dramatic, everything-is-fragile way—but in a quiet, sobering one. Days move forward whether we’re ready…
Ezer
The Sacred Strength in a Woman There are words in the Bible that have been misunderstood for so long that they quietly shaped the way people see one another. And sometimes, those misunderstandings have weighed heavily on the hearts of women. One of those words is “helper.” For many, it sounds small. Secondary. Like someone…
Be Like Her
A Journey Through the Stories of Women Who Chose Faith There are seasons in life when I find myself longing for quiet strength. Not the loud kind. Not the kind that demands attention. But the kind that whispers through everyday choices — the kind that keeps going even when the heart feels tired, unsure, or…
The Things We Lose Without Knowing
It’s strange how easy it is to lose pieces of ourselves without even realizing it. One scroll at a time. One harmless reel after another. We laugh, we double-tap, we share — until little by little, the things that once made us uncomfortable start to feel normal. It doesn’t happen overnight. It’s subtle — almost…
The Heart’s Pages
I came to the realization that writing is my way of showing my heart’s pages to people who have never learned how to read. There are moments in life when spoken words simply fall short — when even the most sincere intentions cannot bridge the distance between what you feel and what others can understand….
The Weight of What We Do
There are people in this world who can do harmful things and still move through life as if nothing happened — as if words didn’t wound, trust wasn’t broken, or hearts weren’t affected. It happens in families, between parents and children, among siblings, in marriages, friendships, and workplaces. Pain doesn’t always come from strangers; sometimes,…
The Quiet Gift of Intuition
They say people often make intuitive judgments first and only later come up with logical reasons to explain them. At first glance, that might sound like a flaw in human thinking — as though we are led by feelings rather than reason. But what if it’s not a weakness at all? What if intuition is…
Charina.Writes 