Like a rose among thorns…
Ever wondered why a bunch of roses always makes the woman blush, makes her loosen up even if you just had a fight?
A woman is like a rose, firm as the stem with a few thorns here and there but those that only harm when mishandled. She blossoms and thrives just like the petals among thorns, Amisdt all the adversities in the society she blossoms. She is beautiful and soft yet strong just like the rose among thorns.
All different but similar in colour and shape, in stem length & in class, women are all different. But when you put them all in one garden …together we are a beauty to behold.
Place them in the right environment and you will see the magnificence and beauty they blossom to be…
This day, International womens day..I celebrate you my fellow woman…thrive in your space…become the best rose you can be.. stand next to a fellow woman and compliment her…hold her hand and let her thrive…we succeed by lifting each other up.
Do not look at what colour the next rose is, for we are all here to serve a make a diffence in our own special way. Some thrive in the wild, while others are gentle and need the green house. No matter where your space is…Just stand tall and keep your head high..just like the petals on a stalk, a unique & fine rose you are.
And to my fellow special needs mother, those of us who have to remind ourselves that we are all the woman we can be each day…always remeber…you are the rare gem, that rose that can survive anywhere. The chosen few who are blessed beyond measure..the woman of strength!