Women are strong, don’t you know?

We’re able to do a million things at once or nothing at all while maintaining our everlasting beauty and grace.

We are the nurturer, mending broken hearts and lacerations and words said unkind.

We give life.

We silently deal with death almost never admitting that our hearts and souls are beyond broken.

We weep for our children. We weep for our families.

The world around so unjust and demeaning that if you are not a white man, this world was not built for you to succeed.

You never know we’re sick. We cruise through our daily routine without so much as sniffle.

The undying support.