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Wishing you all my besties💕 Happy New Month of August.
August pls be kind to us

Good morning everyone, happy New week ☀️
May your day be as calm and beautiful as this.

This week you and I will meet up to our expectations and extra toppings beyond what we assumed.

Have a beautiful week besties.

What is one thing you are expecting God for this week?

After 18 Months of hard work, sleepless nights, editing and creating 🥹

Just when I finally got to my threshold to get my reward💔

Anyone can be kind to do things without expecting something in return, but for how long can you use your resource and don't expect a reward for your kindness.

If you are a creator you understand the work we put in.

Yes every creator may have 1 or 2 set back but I think mine is more than 2, with all the issues I kept showing up yet it's looking like my efforts won't get its reward.

I Really feel like crying 😭

I waited outside my children's school for nearly
twenty minutes that Friday afternoon. Tired
and a little impatient, I finally walked toward
the playground to hurry them along.
Then I stopped.
My 11-year-old son, Caleb, was carefully
opening a juice box for Owen, a classmate with
a physical disability.
Beside them, my 9-year-old daughter, Ella, was
gently helping Owen zip up his backpack while
the other children ran off to play.
Neither of them knew I was watching.
When they noticed me, Ella looked worried and
quietly said, "Sorry, Mom. Owen needed some
help." In that moment, the twenty-minute wait
didn't matter anymore.
I had thought my children were keeping me
waiting. Instead, they were showing me the
kind of people they were becoming.
Kindness doesn't need an audience.
The most beautiful acts are often the ones
done when no one is watching. ❤️

Good morning everyone ❤️
May you experience unexpected goodness this week 🙏🏻

My 14-year-old daughter experienced something today that reminded me there are still genuinely kind people in this world.

She was on the train ride home from school when she unexpectedly started her period. She had no idea until a boy, who looked to be about 17 and was a complete stranger, quietly walked over to her.

Instead of embarrassing her or drawing attention to the situation, he leaned in and spoke so only she could hear.

"Hey," he said softly, "I think you've got a stain on the back of your skirt."

My daughter froze. She was mortified. She looked around, terrified that everyone on the train had noticed.

Before she could even figure out what to do, the boy took off his jacket and handed it to her.

"Tie this around your waist," he said with a reassuring smile.

She immediately shook her head and whispered, "No, it's okay. I don't want to take your jacket."

But he gently insisted.

"I have sisters," he told her. "It's really okay. I promise."

There was no teasing. No awkward jokes. No attempt to make himself look like a hero. Just a young man choosing kindness when he didn't have to.

My daughter wrapped the jacket around her waist and was able to get off the train and walk home without feeling exposed or humiliated.

When she told me what happened, she was still embarrassed about the accident, but she couldn't stop talking about how safe and respected that stranger made her feel.

As a parent, I wish I knew who that young man was so I could thank him—and thank the parents who raised him with empathy, respect, and compassion.

In a world where it's easy to ignore someone else's embarrassment or even make fun of it, he chose to protect a stranger's dignity instead.

That simple act of kindness is something my daughter will never forget, and neither will I.

To the young man who quietly helped my daughter today: thank you. And to your parents—especially your mom—you've raised a truly remarkable son.

Kindness like that makes the world a little brighter.