Women existed.

They endured.

We are here because of them.

The Line isn’t something behind you.

It’s something you carry.

What you were given—or not given—does not determine your place in this.
The Line does not begin with what you remember.
It reaches further back than that—through women who endured.

Their strength did not end with them.
It moves through you.

What brought us here may look different,
but what we carry forward can feel the same—
strength.

We come from.

We are.

We will be.