HE TURNED HER FLAWS INTO STRENGTH AN HER SCARS INTO GRACE She learned to stop apologizing for being human for having days that weren't graceful, and moments that weren't soft. Because even in the mess, she was showing up. Even in the storm, she was still standing. There came a time she stopped measuring her worth by how much she could carry and started honoring herself for how much she had survived. She became proud not of her perfection, but of her persistence. Of the woman who kept choosing to try again, to love again, to begin again. Flaws and all. That's where her real beauty lived.