It took me a few days to write this...my thoughts kept wandering to the many beautiful women I know and how gracefully I watch them do life. To them it is anything but graceful of course..and that is why I thought this had to be written.
In tribute to them and so many other women like them, all around the world. And as a reminder to those who know women such as these - you are more fortunate than you realize.
She is more.
What do you see when you look at her?
She is a friend. She is a lover. She is a wife. She is a mother.
But you are wrong. She is more.
She is your moral compass.
Going against the tide, pushing you to do the right thing, repeatedly and thanklessly.
Reminding you to think with your heart and your head, because neither work well in isolation.
She is your warrior.
Watching you struggle with everyday dilemmas, she reminds you she has your back,
calmly standing at the front of the lines with defiance, rising ferociously when it comes to battle.
She is your heart.
She loves endlessly and completely, there are no empty spaces or grey areas.
Caring about people you care about, she loves the ones you should love, but have forgotten how to.
She is the reason for love, she is the reason to love, she is love itself.
She is your storm.
There will be times when you will see her tempestuous streak rise.
Lightning bolts, angry showers, relentless silence – she brings them all.
Remember that storms pass. They are followed by rainbows.
She is your spirit animal.
As strong as a bear to protect you, as wise as an owl to help you,
as gentle as a humming bird to soothe you, as sharp as a fox to defend you.
She is all the mantras of the world put together - she brings you peace.
She is your lifeline.
No matter how difficult the situation, she is the answer.
Her laughter will ring with yours as you celebrate life, her arms will hold you close in times of trouble.
In every walk of life, she is there, your own personal cheerleader.
She is every memory, every song, every absent-minded smile that crosses your lips.
She is a friend, a lover, a wife, a mother.
And yet, she is more.
In tribute to them and so many other women like them, all around the world. And as a reminder to those who know women such as these - you are more fortunate than you realize.
She is more.
What do you see when you look at her?
She is a friend. She is a lover. She is a wife. She is a mother.
But you are wrong. She is more.
She is your moral compass.
Going against the tide, pushing you to do the right thing, repeatedly and thanklessly.
Reminding you to think with your heart and your head, because neither work well in isolation.
She is your warrior.
Watching you struggle with everyday dilemmas, she reminds you she has your back,
calmly standing at the front of the lines with defiance, rising ferociously when it comes to battle.
She is your heart.
She loves endlessly and completely, there are no empty spaces or grey areas.
Caring about people you care about, she loves the ones you should love, but have forgotten how to.
She is the reason for love, she is the reason to love, she is love itself.
She is your storm.
There will be times when you will see her tempestuous streak rise.
Lightning bolts, angry showers, relentless silence – she brings them all.
Remember that storms pass. They are followed by rainbows.
She is your spirit animal.
As strong as a bear to protect you, as wise as an owl to help you,
as gentle as a humming bird to soothe you, as sharp as a fox to defend you.
She is all the mantras of the world put together - she brings you peace.
She is your lifeline.
No matter how difficult the situation, she is the answer.
Her laughter will ring with yours as you celebrate life, her arms will hold you close in times of trouble.
In every walk of life, she is there, your own personal cheerleader.
She is every memory, every song, every absent-minded smile that crosses your lips.
She is a friend, a lover, a wife, a mother.
And yet, she is more.
