Ready.

After years of drowning. I am ready to swim. Ready to compete. Primed to win.

After a prolonged dance with dread. I am ready to fill my card with a new partner, hope.

After feeling continuously covered, I am ready to be exposed.

Shine.

Throughout all of the stress these past few years has subjected me to, I am prepared for calm.

Looking forward with optimism.

Confidence.

Fully ready to reveal someone the world has yet to believe possible.

A woman who holds her head high.

A light so bright you may need to look away.

Filled with a sureness, I never thought possible.

Filled with the assurance of someone who has walked through fire and didn't get burned, but got lit.

With power. Self-assuredness. Knowledge. Influence. Prestige. Authority.

I introduce you to Cynthia.

But trust me when I say, it's not the same person you thought knew.

You will do a double take, promise.

I know I did.

Xoxo,

C.