I learned to sharpen my softness.
To anticipate disappointment.
To protect before I was asked to trust.
Armor kept me alive.
But it also kept me alone.
Healing was not removing the armor.
It was learning when I no longer needed it.
Armor
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About Samantha Kamstra I’m a mom, wife, and storyteller writing about motherhood, marriage, and healing from childhood trauma — one honest reflection at a time. 🌿 Through love, self-awareness, and growth, I’m learning to break generational cycles and nurture myself along the way. 💕 This space is for every woman walking her own path toward healing and wholeness — a reminder that you are not alone, and that every small act of love and awareness is part of your becoming. ✨ Healing, growing, and loving — one day, one choice, one breath at a time. View more posts
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