I will just keep it short and simple. I feel like this. That storm? That tornado? Combine them. This is me on the inside.
But see this? 
This is all you'll ever see on the outside.
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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