Every time I get undressed, I am reminded of my stretch marks.
I hated them because I didn’t have the proper prospective.
Now I do.
They are my lioness marks.
I am a lioness.
I bore four cubs with this human body.
My stomach and breasts stretched to capacity.
Growing and grooming a baby human for nine intense months.
I earned my marks.
I almost died twice during childbirth.
Going to war to bring a world changer forth.
When I look in the mirror and see my marks.
I am reminded of the life that came into this world.
To make a difference!
