Strong women. I stare at them. I analyze them. I am enamored. I am in awe. I cringe when they say things I don't have nearly enough gumption to say. I know there is one of those deep inside of me. I know because I was raised by one, and she was raised by one, so on and so forth.
I admire people who :
say what they mean.
speak the truth even when their voice shakes
choose joy and positivity
do what they know can't be done because it must
are unapologetically loud and gnarly just because ever fiber of their being tells them they must
vulnerability
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