I saw her daily, getting dressed up for the battle as she wore her armour and polished her swords.
She'd look at a warrior in the mirror and smile, despite all the battle scars which had become her identity.
The white flag had not danced with the wind yet she had already won.
Her name now shines bright in the pages of history.
This is dedicated to all the beautiful women out there who are fighting breast cancer.
Remember, you are not alone. We all are standing with you, to support you in this battle.
You all are warriors and inspiration for others. No matter what, you have already won this battle against cancer.
Stay strong ladies.
(Inspired by my mother. I am a proud daughter, mom.)
