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Over the years, in what ways have you grown stronger? It’s time to take a count.
Now she’s stronger than you know
A heart of steel starts to grow
– The Script
When I look back, I don’t feel stupid
anymore. I am stronger now.
I am not going to control my thoughts anymore, I am stronger now.
I am going to say it as it is. I am stronger now.
I don’t care for the people who have judged me anymore. I am stronger now.
I dont hide my tears anymore, I am stronger now.
I do not worry about the labels given to me. I am stronger now.
I no longer hide my weakness from my kids. I am stronger now.
I no longer shy away from accepting the fact that I may not be knowing something. I am stronger now.
Letting go of things has made me stronger.
When moms who are never available for their kids tell me how to raise my kids, I let go.
When someone comments on my dress without knowing anything about me, I let go.
When someone, who doesn’t care to know about my state of mind, gets hurt because I wasn’t paying attention to their woes and rants, I let go.
When someone takes credit for my work, I let go.
When the kids who never notice the well kept home, find something out of place, I let go.
When people think that I do not have anything better to do because I make myself available for them, I let go.
Yes, I have made a vow to let go of my fears.
Propensities that exist in all of us in various configuration of expression and suppression depending on one’s own innate uniqueness define us.
I no longer define myself as a mom, a wife, a daughter, a sister. I am lot more than that.
I am strong woman with a heart of steel.
First published here.
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