Strength in the Tenderest Places: You Are Not Broken
My strength today is not something with which I was born. It was not simply bequeathed to me in my DNA, nor floated into my crib as a magical christening gift. I didn’t incarnate, fully formed, as a tower of tenacity and stamina.
To me, strength arrived as a circle.
Read the full article on my guest post at my dear friend and colleague Christy Tending’s beautiful site here.