My kids’ loyalty is my gold—
I wear it loud
Without needing to speak a word
In defense to the accuser.
No explanations.
No justifications.
Their loyalty speaks
Every time I breathe.
It’s why I’m still standing—
Alive.
When pressure tried to fold me,
When lies circled like vultures.
I didn’t fall.
I didn’t break.
I stayed upright
Because their faith held weight.
You can question my story,
But don’t touch that bond—
It was forged in truth,
Tempered by love,
Unstealable.
My silence isn’t weakness,
It’s confidence dressed in peace.
I don’t argue with noise
When I’m wrapped in gold.
Their loyalty is proof.
Their loyalty is power.
Their loyalty is why
I’m still here—
Still breathing.
Still alive. 💋❣️
THE CEO THAT REFUSED TO SUMMIT
Jennifer Louise Jackson ❤️