A Rose is still A Rose
Not every side of us is pretty, but that’s okay. We’re going to have those moments where we feel like dusty, messy, dirty, helpless yet hopeful Cinderella but know that Cinderella was still Cinderella. We don’t focus so much on the dirt, the mess and the ugly of the story but as a segway to the glass slippers, the sparkly dress, the prince, the happily ever after. Just know you are still a rose even when your in the midst of chaos and mess. Your still a rose in concrete. Your still a rose even if your petals had to be cultivated in the ugliest of places. You still grew, you’ll still grow.