What is it? Is it the ability to carry two children at once, while only weighing 85 pounds? Is it the ability to fight your own mental delusions? Is it the ability to maintain yourself through times of extreme stress?
Yes, it’s all of those things. Plus something else. A small flicker that never stops, that never allows you to give up.
It’s something like a parasite. Something that you want rid of but must carry anyway, through each step of the day.
Strength is physical and mental. Strength is standing straight when you want to slouch. Strength is looking people in the eye when you’d rather close ’em forever. Strength is keeping quiet when you’d rather scream obscenities.
Strength is…exhausting. But we must continue on with something like strength.
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Alexandra A
I'm just a skinny girl with a lot of hair and a couple of stories. I'm 26, married, and have two very active, sparkly-eyed babies. My mother lives with me so I've got my best ally and source of wisdom here, too. Everything I do is for my family. We like to garden, paint, start projects, read, and watch a little bit of Netflix. I'm working on my cooking, parenting with patience, and learning how to love life where I'm at. Though I've abandoned my degree three times in two different states (yes, I said three times), I have listened and watched and picked up a couple of tips. Most of what I write is entirely non-fictional because I let life spin the tales. I'm ready to learn more and am excited to meet others on the same path. This is to serve as a record of what I've done.
All pictures have been taken by me, unless otherwise credited.
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85 pounds??? you are tiny! in a good way and not in spirit!
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i was 85 lbs. im back to my regular 95 now lol thank you tho!
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would have to hold onto you in a stiff wind. 😉
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no seriously! when i was like 5 i opened the front door on our farmhouse and the wind blew it open and me, being me, held onto the door as it flew open and slammed into the side of the house. hurt quite a bit! lol but was a fun ride in all
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😳😳😳
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strength is…when to accept others help.
strength is…knowing when to accept the things you can not change
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I agree with the first line. I think strength is understanding you cant change things but still moving forward with the intention of changing them
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