She rises like the morning sun, knowing that the battle's won. The hardest part is complete, waking up - what a great feat.
But, oh no, she doesn't stop there, running as though she is on air. She is beauty; she is grace, and she knows she has won the race.
Sometimes simple things deserve praise, today has just been one of those days. It's washing her hair and a face mask that, today, seems like such a purposeful task.
Sometimes it comes down to what you wear, or someone reminding you that they care. Another day without falling apart, learning to love yourself is a great start.