The Sky Knows Your Name

 Some days, the clouds move slower, as if they are waiting for you to notice them. Today is one of those days.

They’ve gathered above, soft and weightless, drifting like quiet messengers. They are here to tell you something. If you listen closely, you might hear it too.Everything alive—the trees swaying in the wind, the rivers carving their endless path, the tiny wings of butterflies—sees you. And not just sees, but understands. They know the weight you carry, the quiet victories you don’t speak of, the days when just existing feels like an act of courage.

And they are proud of you.Not because you achieved something grand, not because you became someone the world applauds, but simply because you are here. Because you are alive, breathing, moving through the world in your own way.So when the days feel heavy, when doubt settles in your chest, look up. Let the sky remind you of something simple, something true—You belong here. The world is proud of you. Keep going.