I promise to be strong, I come from strong stock, from poor immigrants who turned their lives from lemons to lemonade.
I promise to be strong in honor of their memory and I promise to be strong to honor myself.
Even on the days that I feel lousy, have a headache, feel woozy, feel edgy, feel scary, I promise to be strong.
I promise to be strong to honor my husband and my children.
I always want them to think of me as being strong...
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