Honest to blog, blog, whenever I am to experience something hard, something uncomfortable, something that hurts, i know I always have an army behind me.
And yesterday, well, my army was there in full force and war paint. It’s there, everyday, you know, but on the days that I have to be a warrior princess, I know I can count on my army to march directly behind me.
(note to Sheena – I’ve just figured out the ants marching noise. hah).
Anyway, me and my army. Yes, my army. I am so thankful for them.
But, believe it or not, blog, my army isnt even commanded by me. it just is. And moreover, it answers to one much smaller and braver than I. Such a brave little girl with such big curls. The truth is, my Super Mommy Powers are entirely borne from the strength and courage of her.
Thank you, you all know, quite well, who you are. I know you were holding my hand and hers. Thank you.
Isn’t it crazy what makes us strong. The smallest, teeniest things. And they give us such warrior strength.
how awesome that you know you have an army!