This is not just another blog post, this is a note to a special person. This is a letter to convey the unsaid words of gratitude. Gratitude for making me realize my strength and beauty. This is a note to tell you how special you are, a note to tell you how you have touched a life.
Just two days back I stumbled on a few lines, that got me thinking. The line that struck me was: "her wounds came from the same source as her power". This got me to thinking, of course, it is us, who else. It has always been us- us who love a lot or who think a lot or who talk a lot or feel a lot. It is a woman, who is capable of this. It is a woman gets shot down ten times and she gets back up 11 times.
This got me to look around, look around and realize all along I have been surrounded by some phenomenal women, who have been through hell and still laugh the loudest laughter, women who have been through worst of hardships and they carry those scars wrapped in a smile. I have seen women who have fallen and made mistakes and I have seen them stand back up, look life in the eye and say -"I'll make up for it, but I won't let it ruin me, not today!".
This is a note to you.
This is a note to you, who thinks a lot, and then some more, who can manage to raise a chaos out of a perfect situation. This is a note to you, who can manage to walk tall in the chaos, who has the strength to make it right. This is a note to the fierce, bold and beautiful you, who fights like fire, and loves like fire.
This is a note to you, who is a daughter and a son, a fighter and a provider. This is a note to you who gives a lot and asks for so little, who looses small matches, curses herself and gets back up every time because she is made to win at life. A note to you, who wears an armor and a smile.
This is a note to you, who has learned to occupy as little space in a room as possible, who carries a storm inside her and smiles the sweetest smile. This is a note to you, who has denied life's bitterness to take away her sweetness. A note to you, who is fire covered in ice. I admire your courage, your strength and your pride.
This is a note to you, who knows sky is her limit, who is talented and sharp, beautiful and gentle, and tied down by restrictions, who has the strength to break the chains and still chooses to wear them like ornaments because she knows her time will come. This is a note to you and a bow to your patience, and your strength and your wisdom.
This is a note to you, who was abused and mistreated, who laughs the craziest laughter. A note to you, who does the right thing, despite being wronged, who refuses to back down when life hits her the hardest. A note to my warrior princess.
This is a note to you, who is silly and confused and often perturbed, who looks for advice and a little bit of love, who has scars that no one sees and cries that no one hears, she owns them beautifully with a toothless smile that one should fear. This is a tribute to your bottomless, fathomless and unquestionable love.
This is a note to you, who stands tall in room full of men, they call you a wild card entry and you show them your strength. A note to you, who is the best employee, a mother and a friend.
This is a note to you, who is a true leader, who leads by example, who takes the blame and gives the credit, who stands in the way of all the bad and makes way for all the good, smiling all the way through. This is a note to your strength and the source of your power and the brilliant mother you are to your daughter.
This is a note to you, who loves beyond doubt, and hates beyond reason, who loves in the world that betrays. A note to you, who can walk the storm with her hair let loose, who refuses to let the life get the best of her. I am proud of the woman you have become. This is a celebration of your scars, your strength, and your love. And, finally this is a tribute to you who raised her. A note to you, who is a warrior, who is a true fighter, who simplifies, exemplifies and personifies womanhood.
A note to you mother, I salute your sacrifices, your beauty, your strength, your mistakes, your love.
A few words by Alison Malee:
Woman
You are not meant to be a temporary structure
You bring, you sustain, you nurture life.
You are the heart of many,
strength of lot.
You are permanent and irreplaceable landscape.
A lover, a friend, a sister, a mother,
A fighter, a scholar, a role model, a champion.
You are a victory and
a road-map of comforts
You are a home.
