Today, Mien said something that made me want to speak. But I let the words rest. 🌸 I used to think every bland dish needed a little salt, and every aching heart needed comforting words. But some feelings are like delicate flavors — stir them too soon, and something precious is lost. So I simply poured another cup of tea. Perhaps love isn't always about taking sadness away. Sometimes, it's giving someone permission to feel lighter without guilt. And you, what flavor is your heart holding today?