“It has taken her countless lessons to let go the thorns that scarred her brutally.”

I will stand firm and tall like the sunflower and away from the line of damage.

I am a garden, that will only allow kindness and compassion to take roots.

Rise with the fire of survival and make the soul proud.

Grow from the fall of the game that was dealt as a lesson.

Slowly go forth with the drive to excel with compassion and intellect, far more beautifully than the fire that was to set ablaze the existence.

I understand that if it hurts, which it does immensely, I was being thawed, I was healing and blooming to feel and embrace the pain, so that I would grow from the seeds and roots of my story, into a tree of inspiration.

I am a woman whose realizing her aura, capacity and capability to thrive and excel, a woman who knows what personal feats are while branding her mark professionally and passion based.

Keep your senses on alert but let go of the burning fear, as you replace it with powerful faith.

The wings of hope, carries gracious grateful genuine smiles, of memories that paint the path of memory, with faith as a strong foundation.

Rare human beings have advised me genuinely on this earth and they are my treasures to cherish.

I am a warrior queen with a reincarnation aura of phoenix and wolf breathing within me, with the heart of a firefly and a woman of words mixed with wisdom.

I have transformed from an autumn-drying cage to a spring-filled rainbow freedom soul.

People who self-criticize themselves and drown in their own dungeon of victimization, are my energy-draining points.

The generosity of my kindness is something that I love about myself.

The inspiration to grow beyond my capacity and be a ray of hope for someone is the nudge I need to take care of myself.

Her survival and thriving truth has been marred with black ties of words, intentions, behavior and presence.

Experience is the best teacher, and the worst experiences teach the best lessons.

The past has taught me some lessons so today I’m counting my blessings I promise I’ll do more than just survive every moment I’m grateful that I’m alive.

Be grateful for these storms, my child, for they carry lessons that transform our souls.

She is strong and soft, loyal and beautiful. She knows her worth and is courageous to the end. She has no regrets, because she’s learned her lessons, and loves herself.

Scars are lessons which reveal your true way.

Sometimes we need a serving of sour grapes, to remind us of the state of our forgotten mistakes.

Sometimes it isn’t always meant to be love, Sometimes it is meant to be a lesson.

Dear 2020, thanks for all the lessons, but please delete my number.