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When I said I wanted to be strong,
I tried lifting weights,
I started eating better,
I ran every morning.

When I couldn’t get stronger,
When I fell,
When I felt weak,
heartbroken, unlovable, insufficient,
unconditional love was still ever present

through her.

Mom.

To the mother who is
Kind yet firm,
Gentle, yet strong
Loving, and disciplines

To the mother,
who works her fingers to the bones,
long hours, so time can be memorable for others.
who brushes aside the harshness of her children,
who gives up her last bite,
who perseveres through blood, sweat, tears, with joy.
with kindness.
with hope.
with love.

All in the name of Love.
For those other than herself.

To the mother,
who lays down her life,
who makes every sacrifice,
no matter the cost.

To the mother,
who wipes away tears,
to put on a smile,
so the disease of worry does not spread.

You have not gone unnoticed.

You are strong.
You are strength.

You have not gone unnoticed.

You are who I wanted to be,
When I said I wanted to be strong,

because strength is found in love,

in Love.

Strength that can lift any weight,
no matter the burden.

You are who I want to be,
When I say I want to be strong.

“There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear. For fear has to do with punishment, and whoever fears has not been perfected in love.”-1 John 4:18

Hello. I realize that it has been quite some time since I have had the heart or time to write. Poetry has become a huge part of my life in the past few years and I have become quite fond of the illustrious characteristics in which words can shape silence, much like music. I wanted to take some time to paint the picture of strength in whom my own mother personifies perfectly.

Strength is not found in the gym, or full of big achievements or any sort of identity filler that society, or Satan(especially the father of lies), whispers in your ear. Strength is found in dependence. Dependence on God. God is Love. So thank you, mom, for showing the sermon, rather than just merely preaching from the pulpit as others often do. Thank you for believing in me more than I ever did in myself. You testify true strength.

“This storm is real, and our fear is real,” said the Horse, “but our Love is also real, and in the end, Love wins.“