Dear Sister,
If the world has stopped seeing you, it is not a reflection of your worth—it’s a failure of its gaze. You have not disappeared. You have only deepened.
You are not past your prime. You are in your bloom. A softer, bolder, more rooted version of beauty. They may miss it. But you don’t have to.
Claim your space. Take up your breath. Let your presence be a whisper or a roar—but let it be felt.
You are here. Still. Always.
In fierce affirmation,
Your Sister Who Sees You
Affirmation:
My presence is powerful, even when it is not acknowledged.
Reflection Prompt:
What parts of me have I hidden to make others comfortable? What am I ready to reclaim?
Embodiment Practice:
Stand in front of a mirror. Look into your own eyes and say aloud: “I see you. I honor you. I choose you.” Hold your gaze for a full minute. Let it be a mirror, not a mask.
From Pam
Letters to My Sisters is part of an ongoing journal series inspired by my book, Women Don’t Retire. These letters are written for women navigating transition, reinvention, and the quiet work of remembering who they are beneath the roles they’ve carried.
Each entry is a pause. A practice. A mirror.
And you’re invited to return to them as often as you need.