The Woman I Love

This story begins as I was perusing my innumerable amount of National Geographics. So few things have truly caught my complete, honest, and sincere attention, and even fewer things have completely, honestly, and sincerely left me in such an incredulous awe, this sudden inspiration, a love for a woman i never knew.

What I saw was the background: cracked terrain and dying plants. Flora and Fauna alike laying in disintegration. In the foreground, she stood; her skin was dark, with nary a sight of aging. Her bones tiny and visible past her weak skin and withering muscles. In her strong hand, she carried a pot carrying water. Her dress, so contrast to all that surrounds her. Her vacant face only does so to accentuate her dress; so vibrant, so vivid

And to me, she was beautiful

All around her the terrain cracked from turmoil, plants dying like the inhabitants around them. Along with the disintegration with the flora and fauna was the degradation of the Morality and Majesty of the nation. Yet, through it all, stood this woman, unwavering and unfaltering. The weight of the water bears down on her, with all her might, she struggles to carry this small pot. She struggles so much, unknowing that she really is the strongest woman on Earth; though she sees herself as meerly carrying such a small weight, she carries her entire family. Her face is empty from the years of tiring, emotionless labour. Her face no longer shows sentiment, yet in its stead, a heightened understanding of duty, honor, loyalty. Her vacant face only does so to emphasize her dress, so bright and beautiful. Her, a beacon of light to a country so broken and bruised. Her, a definition to the terms unheard of: steadfast, resolute, and determined. Her, an example of true love, true hope, and true loyalty.

This picture i came across was in the APR 1993 edition. Sad to say, the chances that she is still alive are slim. This blog stands to honor her. To exist in a time of turmoil is true terror. But to rise above it, be a shining example, a beacon of light to those around you, is true heroism