On this International Women’s Day, I’d like to recognize the women who go unseen by the world, their communities even their lovers. Women who have gone before me. Women who make the best of very little, and choose to be happy when the choices are few and difficult. I want to acknowledge the divine feminine embodied in these women. These are women whose lives are studies in activism, resistance, and rebellion because they exist. Women who are often denied the right to live full lives but live to their fullest anyway - without bitterness towards life, hatred for humanity, or brokenness of faith. Women who believe in their purpose though the world’s reflection is filled with doubt. As I commune with women, today and every day, I am grateful that the women before made my struggle theirs before I even existed. I can only hope to honor their lives with mine, and when I fall short and become filled with doubt I find comfort in knowing that these women are breathing life into me. Wherever they are.