Hi Beaulies, it’s me, Chuwen. Today I just returned from my performance, a concert that so many people had been looking forward to, and honestly, so had I. The energy, the lights, the love, it was overwhelming in the best way. But when the stage quieted and the cheers faded, all that remained was the weight of tiredness. These days are beautiful, but they take a lot out of me.

Then I looked down and saw this bouquet in my hands. Not just flowers, but the faces of my family, the ones I hold dearest. Each photo tucked between petals felt like a tiny reminder of why I keep going. Why I sing, why I dance, why I give my all. In that moment, I felt safe. I felt home. I hugged it tight, like I was hugging them. My heart whispered "to my beloved family, thank you for being my light, my comfort, my anchor. I carry your love everywhere I go. I hope I make you proud."

To anyone reading this, remind your loved ones how much they mean. Hug them, thank them, and cherish every moment. Real love is life’s greatest gift.

good evening, beaulies! 💭 with the short-haired beaulieul aka lee isa! how’s your wednesday going? i hope it’s been gentle and full of little joys for you. i’d love to share a bit of my wednesday with you all 🩷 here’s a photo of me striking my coolest pose 😎 i went shopping today and felt extra fabulous, so of course i had to snap a pic with that iconic green trolley and the pole too! i’m showing off my short brown hair, which i’ve been absolutely loving lately. so, choose your fight. which one do you think is cooler: me with the green trolley or me with the pole? 🙂‍↕️

Bonjour, Beaulies~ take a walk with me and touch some grass, would you? 🌱