There are days when the news drains you, when the injustice angers you, when the fight for your voice to be heard exhausts you. But even in those moments, you remain unstoppable. Not because you don’t get tired, but because you rise anyway. Because the fire in you refuses to be dimmed. Because your joy, your healing, your softness—they are all forms of resistance. So, my sister, protect your peace. Nurture your spirit. Find spaces where you are seen, where you are held, where your magic is honor