We carry starlight in our hands, We shape the sea, we shift the sands. Unbreakable, yet soft as dawn, We are the force that carries on! Today I'm celebrating us. Every woman reading this. We are the ones holding it all together and somehow still showing up. The ones who've been through a lot, put up with even more, and haven't given up. The ones who are figuring it out as we go — working, raising kids, building something, carrying people, carrying themselves. We don't always get it right, ofc. We run out of energy, we beat ourselves up, we take on too much and then wonder why we're exhausted. But we also come back from things that would knock most men down. We push through. We pick ourselves up. We keep going. And that's exactly it, isn't it? That's not a small thing. That 𝐢𝐬 the thing. Our strength isn't loud because doesn't need to be. It just gets on with it, day after day, and somehow moves mountains along the way. So here's to us. To everything we've built, everything we've pushed through, and everything still ahead. Happy Women's Day to us! ✨ We've earned this day. 🌸