(I did not write this, but I identify with it and I think others can as well.)
I’ve hated this woman.
I’ve not loved her at full capacity. I’ve fed her lies and told her she wasn’t good enough and I have allowed others to tell her she wasn’t good enough. I’ve allowed her to be broken. I’ve allowed her to be disrespected.
I’ve allowed her to run through brick walls and battle for others who won’t even stand for her. I couldn’t stop individuals from abandoning her, yet I’ve seen her stand up to the world and love others despite all of that. I have stood paralyzed by fear while she fought battles in her mind, heart, and soul.
This women has failed so many times. As a wife, as a daughter, sister, and as a friend, because she doesn’t always say or do the right things. She has secrets, scars, and history.
Some people love her. Some people like her. Some people hate her. She has done good things in her life. She has done bad things in her life. She doesn’t wear makeup and goes days without shaving her legs. She doesn’t get dressed up very often. She is random, spontaneous at times, and a little silly. She will not pretend to be someone she is not. She is who she is.
Every mistake, failure, trial, disappointment, success, joy and achievement has made her the woman she is today. You can love her or not. But if she loves you, she will do it with her whole heart, and she will make no apologies for the way she is. This woman is a warrior. She is not perfect but she has worth. She is unstoppable. Gracefully broken but beautifully created. No other human defines her worth. She is loved. She is strong.
She is full of grace and incredibly brave.
