I'm just a titch off today, bordering on 'oh woe is me!' with all the appropriate swooning, smelling salts and vapors. I'm feeling a little weary. I love that word, weary. It's a woman's word. It's the weight a mother bears without sleep. It's the small jagged edges we stitch up. It's the woe behind the smile. I think weary applies. So for any other weary women today
It will be ok. You are pretty, especially around the eyes when you truly smile. You are oh so smart! Your heart is large enough for the world. You have a beautiful soul!