One Hand Tied

Extraordinary women. Impossible conditions.

We celebrate the first and never question the second.

How much brilliance stays buried beneath the burden of endurance?

How much imagination goes to managing instead of making?

How much possibility is postponed just to get through?

Yes — the resilience is remarkable.

The resourcefulness. The withstanding. The adapting.

But I am more excited about who we become

when surviving no longer costs us who we are.

Imagine what we can do with both hands.

Respectfully,