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Birdie

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She was always the happy one, the cheerful soul who could light up any room she walked into.
Loved by many, admired by all. :)

But.. life hit her hard..
She lost both her loved ones in consecutive years and with them, a part of herself..
Grief wrapped around her like a storm that never truly passed. Blames came uninvited, peace slipped quietly away, and nights turned into endless battles with her own mind.

Panic attacks, silent tears, restless nights... yet every morning, she woke up, put on her smile, and faced the world again.

They call her strong.
But strength was never her choice.. it was her only way to survive.

Yes..
She is strong - she has to be.
She is calm - even when her heart trembles.
She is kind - even when the world isn’t.
She is smiling - while holding back tears.
She is brave - while breaking inside.
She is forgiving - even when she remembers it all.
She carries her pain with grace, her scars with pride, because she is The Strong HER.
 
She was always the happy one, the cheerful soul who could light up any room she walked into.
Loved by many, admired by all. :)

But.. life hit her hard..
She lost both her loved ones in consecutive years and with them, a part of herself..
Grief wrapped around her like a storm that never truly passed. Blames came uninvited, peace slipped quietly away, and nights turned into endless battles with her own mind.

Panic attacks, silent tears, restless nights... yet every morning, she woke up, put on her smile, and faced the world again.

They call her strong.
But strength was never her choice.. it was her only way to survive.

Yes..
She is strong - she has to be.
She is calm - even when her heart trembles.
She is kind - even when the world isn’t.
She is smiling - while holding back tears.
She is brave - while breaking inside.
She is forgiving - even when she remembers it all.
She carries her pain with grace, her scars with pride, because she is The Strong HER.
Sometimes the strongest souls are the ones who’ve silently fought battles we’ll never know. This piece felt raw and real, it hit deep.❤️✨
 
She was always the happy one, the cheerful soul who could light up any room she walked into.
Loved by many, admired by all. :)

But.. life hit her hard..
She lost both her loved ones in consecutive years and with them, a part of herself..
Grief wrapped around her like a storm that never truly passed. Blames came uninvited, peace slipped quietly away, and nights turned into endless battles with her own mind.

Panic attacks, silent tears, restless nights... yet every morning, she woke up, put on her smile, and faced the world again.

They call her strong.
But strength was never her choice.. it was her only way to survive.

Yes..
She is strong - she has to be.
She is calm - even when her heart trembles.
She is kind - even when the world isn’t.
She is smiling - while holding back tears.
She is brave - while breaking inside.
She is forgiving - even when she remembers it all.
She carries her pain with grace, her scars with pride, because she is The Strong HER.
Well written :clapping:

By this, I see the "new birdie" has already taken the flight in forum .. with her first post!
:Like:
 
She was always the happy one, the cheerful soul who could light up any room she walked into.
Loved by many, admired by all. :)

But.. life hit her hard..
She lost both her loved ones in consecutive years and with them, a part of herself..
Grief wrapped around her like a storm that never truly passed. Blames came uninvited, peace slipped quietly away, and nights turned into endless battles with her own mind.

Panic attacks, silent tears, restless nights... yet every morning, she woke up, put on her smile, and faced the world again.

They call her strong.
But strength was never her choice.. it was her only way to survive.

Yes..
She is strong - she has to be.
She is calm - even when her heart trembles.
She is kind - even when the world isn’t.
She is smiling - while holding back tears.
She is brave - while breaking inside.
She is forgiving - even when she remembers it all.
She carries her pain with grace, her scars with pride, because she is The Strong HER.
The woman who 'can forgive even when she remembers it all' has a heart wider than the ocean. Her every smile, every kindness, is actually a personal victory. Brilliant writing!
Awesome Intelligence
 
She was always the happy one, the cheerful soul who could light up any room she walked into.
Loved by many, admired by all. :)

But.. life hit her hard..
She lost both her loved ones in consecutive years and with them, a part of herself..
Grief wrapped around her like a storm that never truly passed. Blames came uninvited, peace slipped quietly away, and nights turned into endless battles with her own mind.

Panic attacks, silent tears, restless nights... yet every morning, she woke up, put on her smile, and faced the world again.

They call her strong.
But strength was never her choice.. it was her only way to survive.

Yes..
She is strong - she has to be.
She is calm - even when her heart trembles.
She is kind - even when the world isn’t.
She is smiling - while holding back tears.
She is brave - while breaking inside.
She is forgiving - even when she remembers it all.
She carries her pain with grace, her scars with pride, because she is The Strong HER.
Its easy to say then done. Salutes you the strong her.
She’s the kind of strength the world doesn’t notice — quiet, graceful, born from pain.
Behind her smile lies a storm, yet she still chooses light every single day:cool:
 
The woman who 'can forgive even when she remembers it all' has a heart wider than the ocean. Her every smile, every kindness, is actually a personal victory. Brilliant writing!
Awesome Intelligence
That means a lot, truly. Thank you for seeing the depth behind those words ❤️
 
Its easy to say then done. Salutes you the strong her.
She’s the kind of strength the world doesn’t notice — quiet, graceful, born from pain.
Behind her smile lies a storm, yet she still chooses light every single day:cool:
Thank you for seeing her strength the way it was meant to be felt ❤️
 
She was always the happy one, the cheerful soul who could light up any room she walked into.
Loved by many, admired by all. :)

But.. life hit her hard..
She lost both her loved ones in consecutive years and with them, a part of herself..
Grief wrapped around her like a storm that never truly passed. Blames came uninvited, peace slipped quietly away, and nights turned into endless battles with her own mind.

Panic attacks, silent tears, restless nights... yet every morning, she woke up, put on her smile, and faced the world again.

They call her strong.
But strength was never her choice.. it was her only way to survive.

Yes..
She is strong - she has to be.
She is calm - even when her heart trembles.
She is kind - even when the world isn’t.
She is smiling - while holding back tears.
She is brave - while breaking inside.
She is forgiving - even when she remembers it all.
She carries her pain with grace, her scars with pride, because she is The Strong HER.

Beautifully written… strength wrapped in grace.

Truly felt this , she’s not just surviving, she’s turning her pain into power. ✨


 
Grief wrapped around her like a storm that never truly passed. Blames came uninvited, peace slipped quietly away, and nights turned into endless battles with her own mind.

Standing up even when the whole world has knocked you down............ woah, My huge respects love!!!
You're not just "The Strong Her", you are the Healing Her, The Raising Her, the one who prove grace can co exist with greif.

May be I beleive it's just not strength you are sharing here, it's Hope.

With Love and Light ,

Atharv :heart1:.
 
Standing up even when the whole world has knocked you down............ woah, My huge respects love!!!
You're not just "The Strong Her", you are the Healing Her, The Raising Her, the one who prove grace can co exist with greif.

May be I beleive it's just not strength you are sharing here, it's Hope.

With Love and Light ,

Atharv :heart1:.
Awwww thank you, my dear. Your words mean a lot to me ❤️
'Healing Her, Raising Her’ that line hit straight to the heart.
Thank you for seeing not just the pain, but the hope behind it. Sending love and light right back to you. ❤️✨
 
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