A memory of her sitting content by the window.

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I have a memory of her sitting content by the window, by her I mean a friend who appeared in my life out of thin air, who built me and set an example of strength and value she has for herself, who loved herself more than the guy standing by that window waiting for her approval to come inside.

She sat content, devoid of any worries of the world , for I know she tackles her life in a very organised way , with a sense of clarity, purpose and clear consciousness. When she moves, she knows what direction she is heading in, and is ready for all that has to come ahead of her. She has that unwavering confidence in herself that she will do fine. She is the product of strong sisterhood, and a network of friends who she supports around her.

She doesn’t go on wasting her time and energy by sending her word out , unless you are in dire need. She is balanced and cheerful. She sits on her arm chair next to the window, letting the world pass by. She is aggressive at times, she demands respect and understanding always , because she knows she is not perfect either. She knows when to say NO, and respites before taking big decisions.

I have a memory of her sitting content by the window

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