I know that a real woman will admit fault, but not falter. Strength is seen as bitterness, meekness is seen as a weakness. At some point in life, we have to decide who we want to be. Or is it possible to drift along in life, and who you want to be, just comes naturally?
Success and happiness will take great compromise and growth on my part. There is beauty in honesty. I long to be wise. I want to make decisions, so sound. The two job hustle is necessary, but knowledge and wisdom is worth more than any dollar I can make.
Why is it that the lessons that stick are the most painful to learn? I feel that my hardest times built a stronger character. Another day of air in my lungs and blood in my veins, and I must not continue to take the blessing of life for granted. Today, I go out into the world looking forward to learning, and gathering more pieces to the puzzle that is me.