“Listen, Child.

Remember who we are: daughters of strong limbed women with imperfect hearts, makers and givers of life. Suffering to our dreams. Forming circles of comfort, sweet tea and honey. We cooked because we had to. Who else fed the children? Believers on a crooked path to a better life- a place where every other step didn’t involve a battle. Give it all up, lay it all down. Sacrifice is all we knew.

Sacrifice. This is your power. You don’t have to win. You don’t have to have all the answers. Grit your teeth and bear it. Turn suffering into beauty. Be a true hero. Fight for more than just your own heart. Have the courage to let some things go. You are victorious for the decisions you have made. They can not steal memories. Brave one, this is who we are. “

~Her Truth

Spring will come. We will smile.

Wash off the day. Stand in a shower or soak in a bath. Tell yourself,

You’ll be fine. You are fine. I am fine.

This is what we do. We get up, march forth. We settle differences and solve problems. We stand our ground. We do all with grace and conviction. And when we fail ourselves or others, we pause to forgive. We right the wrong.

Strong roots do not need convincing.