Blueba-berry - Blueba-berry

The key to being an inspiration is simply realizing how much influence we all already have. Everything we do with others is what matters the most. In the end, only Love remains.

So Love yourself and others because at the end of the day those are the memories that keep a smile on our faces and welcomes joy into our hearts. God bless you all! When we truly understand the Love of Jesus then we can pour out his love to empower ourselves and others. I pray one day you will feel the mighty presence of God and his great Love for everyone, including yourself! I pray our flesh doesn't deceive us into believing his great truth is just information for our minds, instead I hope we come to understand his truth to be a profound revelation for our very souls that nothing, absolutely nothing, else matters if it has nothing to do with unconditional Love and Mercy. God refers to himself as Love itself. If we fill our lives with unconditional Love than we fill our lives with God and his goodness. We fill our spirits with the fuel for our very existence. We become who we are meant to be.

This won’t make your blog look ugly. How could you not reblog this? REBLOGGING THIS COULD SAVE A LIFE!!!

So I work at a library and about a month ago I helped a little old woman who is legally blind figure out how to listen to our audiobooks on her tablet. We got to chatting and I mentioned that I always listen to audiobooks while I knit, which made her very excited and she told me all about the afghans she used to make when she could still see. She was so sweet and I was so glad to be able to help her figure out a way to still enjoy books without being able to read.

Yesterday I answered the phone at work and when I said my name the woman on the other line got so excited and said “Madeline?? You’re exactly who I wanted to talk to! This is Marie, you helped me about a month ago. How late are you working today?” It was her!! And about an hour later she and her husband showed up, and she was carrying a huge stack of old knitting patterns for me, and her husband brought in a few boxes full of yarn. They couldn’t stay long but I was so touched that she remembered me, and I struggled to not just flat out start crying when she handed me the patterns. When I looked through them later I realized it was her entire personal collection from over the years, including all her personal notes and drawings and even some photographs of her finished pieces. No one in my family knits, and to have someone pass on their legacy to me like that was incredibly moving.

This isn’t what I usually post here, but with life being especially dark lately I wanted to share a moment of happiness and a reminder that a bit of kindness goes a long way ♡

concept: i am sending you so much love through the screen right now and by the time you finish reading this you will have received a little package of peace and love. there u go

when someone loves you - really loves you - treat them gently. text your best friend back when you can. tell your mother you noticed her haircut and that she was right about that recipe. tell your grandfather that the boats in his bottles are the best things you’ve ever seen. be good to the people who are good to you. it’s the least you can do.

If you’re not feeling okay today, here’s a virtual garden to heal your heart:

🌿🌱🌼☘🌹🍀🥀🌾🌻🍃🌱☘🌼🍀🌺🌳🌹🌲🌾🍃🌲⚘🌸🍃🌸🌳🌱🌾🌸🌿🥀☘🌷☘🌱🌹🌾🌳🍃🍀🥀🌹🌿🌻🌿🌼🍀🌲

monolith: a comic for aapi heritage month 2022

The Middle

I wrote and illustrated this story as a birthday present for my partner, I hope you enjoy it!

Why the fuck did Amazon just send me and this one other guy in our building a free sample package of Coke Zero

good morning cruel world