She is a middle aged woman , pretty woman , to describe how she affected me i have to narrate her story first . She was born in a broken family without so much details she married when she was Nineteen and moved to another country God save them all she raised Six children .
Suddenly she lost he sweet home when a war broke out in that country , she moved back to Egypt with nothing except her husband , children and a little of clothes . She raised them well they are now full grown ups men and women , i admire her endless love for her husband and everyone around her , wish god save them all .
The thing is she's like a saint , she never says anything wrong or bad or even about anyone , her tongue is sweet as honey though everything she passed through . I keep noticing her and wonder if i were her i'd be a lunatic right now .
When i see her i believe women can do anything that women is the source of everything , yes women are so powerful they can do miracles . Near her i can see the true meaning of the motherhood with my own eyes , i can learn. how to give love and security .
Sometimes when i have the urge to change i look at her and see what will she do in that situation or something , finally i picture myself when im that mature to be just like her .
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