Roots of Strength
Deep beneath the surface lie The roots of strength, where wisdom sighs A network of fibers, strong and wide Anchoring the tree, side by side
Just as the tree's roots dig and grow Our own roots shape us, as we know Family, culture, heritage, and past Forming our identity, forever to last
Roots of resilience, roots of might Helping us weather life's plodding night A sense of belonging, a sense of place Grounding us firmly, with a steady face
Like the tree's roots, our own roots run deep Nourishing our souls, in endless sleep So let us cherish, let us honor our roots For in them lies strength, and eternal fruits.
CAs the sunbeam whispers to the trees, so too can your heart whisper to your soul Tanisha Korn CAs the sunbeam whispers to the trees, so too can your heart whisper to your soul Tanisha Korn CAs the sunbeam whispers to the trees, so too can your heart whisper to your soul Tanisha Korn
Looking at the mirror with bulimia , you stare at your reflection and your mind begins to racing .your eyes magnify every flaw . You focus on perceived imperfections . Your body seems larger then reality. Remember that bulimia isn’t about food or appearance; it’s a complex mental health struggle . The cycle and struggle is life long.
“love In The Face of Uncertainty “
I remember the call that night just like it was yesterday.
"My heart raced as the phone pierced the silence, delivering devastating news: my tiny warrior, fighting for life in the NICU, had taken a dire turn. The words 'come immediately' still echo in my mind, etched with a sense of desperation. I dropped everything, rushing to his side, my world suspended in a blur of fear and prayer. The memory of that agonizing dash to the hospital, unsure if I'd arrive in time to say goodbye, remains forever seared into my soul.
