to the ones who give and give

This ones for the givers. The ones who show up and again and again, (even when it’s hard, and even when it’s inconvenient.The ones who love and serve in ways that often goes unseen and unappreciated. The ones who’ve loved hard and with their whole hearts – and sometimes thats meant being burned.

The ones who read a post about being a good friend and their heart hurts because they ARE good friends and they never quite feel like it’s reciprocal.

The ones who do the right thing even though they know it may go unnoticed.

The ones who always pour out, but don’t always feel poured into. You give and give and give and sometimes you get tired.

Sometimes your feelings are hurt because why doesn’t it seem to go both ways. Sometimes your heart hurts from disappointment and it hurts deep. You’re resilient. You’re strong. But sometimes you just get tired. So so tired.We just want to say we see you.The gifts you give leave ripples and make marks and change lives in ways you may never know earth side.It’s not for nothing.And even if no one seems to notice I guarantee God does, and he’s proud of you. And sister, let me say one more thing, it’s okay to rest. It’s okay to put down all those things you hold together for the ones you love. It’s okay to give less sometimes and for some seasons. Take care of you. Because you matter. You really really matter.

Love,

Jess

Never underestimate the little things you do.

For years, I used a certain mug for my morning cup of tea—one that someone once bought me as a present.

They probably forgot they’d even given it to me.

I once listened to a song repeatedly for days because I fell in love with it after someone told me it was their favorite. 

They probably forgot they’d even told me that.

I once had an outfit that I wore over and over after someone stopped me in the street to compliment me on it.

They probably forgot they’d even done that.

They probably forgot. 

But I didn’t.

I remembered it all, to the point where the mug and the song and the outfit became little things in my life that brought me great joy. 

So never underestimate the little things you do every day. The seemingly trivial, forgettable things.

Because, whilst they might be trivial and forgettable to you,

I can almost guarantee that for someone else…

They
could be entirely 

the opposite.

*******

Becky Hemsley 2023

Gorgeous artwork by Laura Caldentey

Once is from 'Letters from Life' https://a.co/d/aot23A3

Love , Peace, Kindness and simple joys

As you get older, you start to see life differently. You begin to understand that true happiness is not about how much money you make, how many degrees you have, or how big your house or car is. At some point, material things lose their value. What truly matters is peace in your heart, joy in your days, and calmness in your life.

When you're young, it’s common to chase after success, status, and wealth. We often think these things will make us happy forever. But over time, we learn that real happiness comes from the simple things—like sitting with loved ones, laughing over old
 memories, or just enjoying a quiet evening at home.

Family and true friends become your most valuable treasures. The people who care for you, who are there during tough times, who love you for who you are these are the ones that really matter. Their support means more than anything money can buy.

You stop needing more and start feeling thankful for what you already have. You learn that having a few close, real friends is better than having many fake ones. A small, peaceful home is better than a large, stressful one. And a heart full of love is more valuable than a bank account full of money.

With age, you discover the best things in life aren’t things at all. Love, peace, kindness, and simple joys bring the most happiness. And that’s when you truly start living.

In the end, life isn’t about what you own, it’s about how you feel, who you love, and how you spend your time.

— The Storyteller 💖🌻🦋