The Adventures of Julie and Bella 2025

There’s nothing quite like logging onto Facebook and seeing your memories pop up—those little reminders of the past, sometimes sweet, sometimes bittersweet. Today, the first memory that greeted me was one of a friend I no longer have. 💔

It still stings. That loss. That absence. No matter how much time passes, there are moments when I feel it as sharply as the day it happened. I was hurt so deeply, and somehow, the pain still finds its way back in waves. I know I shouldn’t dwell on it, but the truth is, I miss them. I miss the person who knew me better than anyone else in the world. And no matter how much I tell myself to move on, some wounds just don’t heal the way we want them to. 😞

Today was one of those days where everything felt a little harder than usual. I’m still waiting on a call from the mechanic to tell me when they can finally take my car in 🚗⏳—just another thing hanging over my head. Work was a struggle, too. I did my best to read lips during a meeting, but the presenter turned away, and just like that, I was lost. It’s frustrating. It’s exhausting. And sometimes, it just feels unfair. 🙄💬🔇

But even on days like this, there’s always something good to hold onto. 💛

Tonight, that good thing was cooking. 👩‍🍳✨ I tried a new recipe—Lemon and Feta Chicken 🍋🧀🍗—and it was absolutely delicious! I made extra so I could have some for lunch tomorrow, and I already know it’s going to be just as good the second time around. There’s something so comforting about making something with your own hands, about savoring a meal that you put love into. 💕

Now, I’m curled up with a book 📖, ready to let the day fade away as I lose myself in someone else’s story for a while.

Some days are heavier than others. Some memories hurt more than we expect them to. But there are always little things—small victories, quiet comforts—that help us through. And tonight, I’m holding onto those. 🌙✨

Wishing you all a peaceful evening. 💫💕