She’s the one that does everything for everyone with a smile on her face.
Her people marvel at her strength and praise her ferocity.
But what they don’t know about this strong woman, what they don’t realize is that even I have my moments of weakness.
The minutes that I spend stepping back from the world, recollecting myself and so deeply with the weight of my life, it some what overwhelms me.
But then I do what i do best:
Pull myself together, wipe away the tears and recompose myself … and no one ever even notices a difference.
I'm so happy doing what i do and being who I am , but there are just those random fleeting moments where I wishes for once, someone would take charge and take care of Me!.
Truthfully, i feel weak and guilty but sometimes, it just gets hard always being the rock, the strong woman that can do anything and be everything.
My entire life, I've been forced to be the way the way I am, so I just did what i had to do and never depended on anyone for what I could do myself.
So, when the weariness overtakes me, i quietly muse that how I longs to be able to step back and be taken care of..
I always be that strong person able to overcome anything, but even I must rest-
Not the kind that requires sleep, but the deeper soul recharging sort of respite.
So, I will just smile and wistfully hope that one day, maybe l will find that brave soul strong enough to be my equal and be my refuge when i need it…
Until that day, i keep doing what I so best
Living fully, loving hard and being the strong woman that does it all.
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