

Warm tea in my favorite mug. Soft plaid and book pages to the sound of rain. Long conversations with a friend to the hoarseness of her voice. Mornings with coffee and sunshine on the windowsill. A hug in which all worries dissolve.
Or maybe it's in the freedom to be yourself. In a dress that twirls when you walk. The stupid laugh for no reason. In the moment when you realize, βI am enough.β
What is female happiness to you? πΈβ