It’s not about me

It’s not about me.
It’s about the village that surrounds me.

It’s not about me.
But it’s the beauty within me.

It’s not about me.
But it’s the way I talk to my children,
The words I choose, the tone I set.

It’s not about me.
But it’s the way I protect—
Thoughtfully, fiercely, without question.

It’s not about me.
But it’s the strength I possess,
Even when I don’t feel strong.

It’s not about me.
But it also is.

Because when raising a human being,
Every small choice matters—
How you teach them kindness,
How you show them love,
And how you model the strength to be outspoken.

It’s not about me.
But it starts with me.