I Hope Beautiful Things Happen to You

I hope beautiful things happen to you. Not just the kind that make you smile for a fleeting moment, but the kind that touch your soul so deeply, they change the way you see yourself and the world. The kind of beauty that feels like it was crafted just for you — soft, undeniable, and quietly miraculous. I hope the sun breaks through on the days you feel cloaked in shadows. I hope the people who love you say it more often and mean it with all their hearts. I hope, one day, you wake up and realize the world is softer than you thought, and you are more deserving than you’ve allowed yourself to believe.

But here’s the truth that often goes unsaid: sometimes when those beautiful things come, they’re hard to accept. Maybe you’ve convinced yourself that you’re unworthy. Maybe you’ve learned to shrink in the presence of goodness because it feels safer not to take up space. Maybe someone, somewhere, planted a seed of doubt so deep in your heart that you forgot it was never yours to carry. And so, when life hands you moments of grace, you find yourself questioning if you’ve earned them, if you’re enough.

Let me tell you something — a truth so profound I need you to read it slowly and let it seep into every corner of your being: You are worthy of every single beautiful thing that comes your way.

You are worthy, not because of what you’ve done, not because of the battles you’ve fought, but simply because you exist. You were born deserving of love, joy, and hope. No mistake, no failure, no regret has ever had the power to change that. The universe doesn’t keep score, and you don’t need to pass a test to claim your share of beauty. It is your birthright.

I hope that when the world shows you kindness, you don’t flinch and turn away. I hope that when someone sees the light in you, you don’t argue with them. I hope that when something wonderful happens, you don’t spend a single moment wondering if it was meant for someone better. Because it wasn’t. It was meant for you.

You.

The one who’s been hurt and healed and hurt again. The one who gets up every day, even when it feels like the hardest thing in the world. The one who cares so deeply for others that you’ve forgotten to save some of that love for yourself. You are enough, just as you are, no conditions attached.

So when beautiful things happen — and they will — I hope you let them in. I hope you let yourself feel the warmth of joy without bracing for the cold. I hope you look in the mirror and say, Yes, this is mine.

And if tears come, let them. Because sometimes it’s overwhelming to realize you deserve more than you’ve been giving yourself. Sometimes the hardest part of healing is letting yourself feel the joy you’ve been avoiding. But those tears are a gift, too. They’re the proof that your heart is still open, still willing to be moved, still hopeful.

I don’t know what beautiful things are waiting for you. Maybe it’s a soft apology from someone you thought you’d lost. Maybe it’s a quiet morning where your heart feels light for the first time in years. Maybe it’s a love so tender it undoes every scar you thought would never fade. Whatever it is, I hope it comes. And when it does, I hope you hold it close. I hope you let it remind you of all the good you bring into the world, just by being here.

You are a miracle, even on the days when it feels impossible to believe. And you are worthy of every beautiful thing. Always.

So here’s to you, dear soul. May life’s most breathtaking moments find their way to you. And may you know, with every fiber of your being, that they were always meant for you.