Sarah Palin is famous for coining the term “Mama Grizzlies.” According to her, Mama Grizzlies are women who protect their children at any cost. Who fight for their liberty, fight off evil-doers and guard them from all harm.
And that’s great. I can relate.
But a grizzly bear? That just seems kind of… obvious to me. Inelegant, if you will.
Grizzlies rely on their sheer bulk to deter their enemies. One smack from their oversized paws is all it takes to take down most threats. And if that fails? They have a mouthful of giant teeth to rip their opposers to shreds.
I am not big. I am not all that (physically) strong. At not quite 5’4, I am threatening to no one.
But I am still a force to be reckoned with.
I am smart. Wiley. I can be cunning when I need to be—even manipulative.
I am strategic. I form alliances with like-minded people, and together we take down our common enemies.
I am stealthy. Rather than blundering through forests, trampling all in my path, I step quietly. I watch and wait, striking only when the moment is right.
But if you go after my daughter—or anyone else who is near and dear to me? You will suffer my wrath, and it will not be pretty.
I am not a Mama Grizzly. I am a Lioness.
Cross me at your peril.