Sometime between the dreams of your youth and yesterday, something precious has been lost.
Most women think they have to settle for a life of efficiency and performance, striving to be the women they "ought" to be but fee.
And every little girl holds in her heart her most precious And yet, as the years pass by, the heart of a woman gets pushed aside, wounded, buried.
Every woman was once a little girl.
And that treasure is your heart, your priceless feminine heart.
Sometime between the dreams of your youth and yesterday, something precious has been lost