Cruise
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Last published Sun, May 14, 2017
The same boiling water that softens the potato hardens the egg. It's about what you are made of not your circumstances ~ Anonymous
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Noah James Castro's Point of view:
It's always hard to deal with injuries mentally, but she likes to think about it as a new beginning. She can't change what happened, so the focus needs to go toward healing and coming back stronger than before.
She is an example of what is possible when girls from the very beginning of their lives are strong and fearless. She doesn't order people by wearing crowns around her head but she owns words like swords and shields to lead the enter wolf pack. She is not a queen nor is she a princess but she is a warrior, a fighter and a believer. She leads an entire troop and she is a leader, a goals achiever.
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