20/01/2026
There is a kind of strength that doesn’t announce itself.
It doesn’t post its wins.
It doesn’t ask for applause.
It doesn’t explain how hard the road has been.
It just keeps going.
Quiet strength is getting up when your heart is heavy and your body is tired.
It’s choosing to move forward when stopping would be easier.
It’s holding the line when no one is watching and no one is cheering.
It’s the woman who keeps showing up even when she feels unseen.
The one who carries grief, responsibility, disappointment, and hope all at once.
The one who refuses to quit…even on the days she barely believes in herself.
That strength is built in the early mornings.
In the silent prayers.
In the long nights where tears fall and resolve rises anyway.
You don’t need recognition to be powerful.
You don’t need permission to persevere.
You don’t need to prove anything to anyone.
If you are still standing.
If you are still trying.
If you are still choosing forward…
That is strength.
That is resilience.
That is courage.
And it matters.
🪶Cheyenne, The Native Cowgirl