You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
~Dr. Maya Angelou
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+ Hey Goddess
My mom is the queen of the planet to me. She was my first fashion icon, my favorite super hero, a woman who embodies grace under fire.
My mom, this GODDESS, would write me MY OWN STORYBOOKS because when she read me a story I’d ask, what happened after they lived happily ever after mommy?
My mom taught me EVERYTHING she knew including to always hold my head high and give a million percent.
She did the best she could with what she knew and STILL there were HUGE GAPING HOT MESS gaps in my education around self-love and self-worth.
I have issues.
When we heal ourselves, we heal generations past and present.
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