Sometimes, being a woman means you have to face the consequences of decisions that you have made, whether right or wrong. Just like a man. Head on. Without cowering. Or seeking shelter. Your decisions could soak you like a torrential rain or set your boat adrift in a stormy sea. And you will row like a man, your jaws set. You don’t cry. Not because you are trying to be a man. But because you focus on being strong for yourself and for others. And when you look back , you will realise that rowing through those storms have changed you forever. You are no longer Daddy’s girl. You are not the doll in your man’s house. You are your own Woman.