Write for her, a woman aged 40 +
To you... in your forties.
If there's something I want you to remember,
It's not a number of ages.
But it's every wound she's ever faced.
Without anyone seeing it.
People might look at her.
And then judging from the years that passed,
But the truth is,
What shaped her to be her today.
Not the time.
But is every story she walks through on her own.
There are times.
That you trust the wrong person
Many times she was wholeheartedly devoted.
But what has been back.
Back full of pain.
And there are many more times.
That you have to choose quiet.
Swallow everything into your heart.
Just because... no one to talk to.
Nobody saw those things.
But I know very well that
Every wound has already changed her.
She's not the same easy person to believe.
Not someone who opens up without being as careful as before.
And she won't keep what's exhausting herself anymore.
Some might view her as cold.
Away.
But the truth is,
She's just learning to protect her own heart.
And live without hurting yourself again.
At this age
She doesn't need to prove her strength to anyone.
Because of everything she's been through.
It's already told for her.
And if one day
Someone saw her.
In that stillness, tenderness and simplicity,
Let him understand that.
Before coming to this peace
How much pain did you have?
With understanding.
From herself.
On this day,

























































