To all the women I'veΒ Β ever called pretty, before strong or intelligent, I am sorry.
I am sorry I made it sound as though something as simple as what you're born with is the only thing you could be proud of when you have crushed the sky.
I will, from now, call you resilient, or extraordinary. Not because you are not pretty, but because you are so much more than that.
Heres to strong women. May we know them. May we be them. May we raise them