Here’s to the Annies. May they always know that their softness is their superpower, and their strength is their birthright.
Your name is a promise you didn't ask to make. The world expects you to be the sunshine. But you are allowed to be the rain, too. You are allowed to be the thunder. Here’s to the Annies
That Annie isn’t the cartoon character. She is the woman who wakes up tired but makes the coffee anyway. She is the mother who whispers, “Tomorrow is a new day,” not because she believes it in her bones, but because she has to say it out loud to make it true. “Tomorrow is a new day