‘And one day she discovered that she was fierce, and strong, and full of fire, and that not even she could hold herself back because her passion burned brighter than her fears.’
There was a time in life where I always hesitated, I would always question everything. I’ve always been free, but there have been times in life where I felt bonded, misunderstood, and I cared. I’m not saying I don’t care what people think of me. I care what my husband thinks. I care what my daughter thinks. Ya know, you get what I’m saying, I hope.
But now, I don’t care what people think. And as much as I’d like to think that I have always been like that, I wasn’t.
Sometimes, well, a lot of times, I only did what made sense to other people. I agreed because they agreed. I wouldn’t speak out, because they didn’t, and if I did, what would they say about me?
I used to only contribute to things that gave a certain outside appearance. ‘What does it look like.’
I yearned to go to a four-year college right after high school. Because ya know, that was the thing to do. So, they say. And I see people who have degrees and then nothing. What difference does it make at the end of the day? Now, don’t take that as a knock to school. I’m going back to school myself. I want my children to get full scholarships to college and have their names on the Dean’s List. But what I don’t want them to feel is inferior, if they don’t get accepted to that school like every other kid. You know what I mean? That’s what I’m talking about! I remember attending Southside Virginia Community College, and feeling incapable as a 18-19 year-old, because I didn’t go to Virginia State University, or ODU. Or whatever other college everyone else was going to at the time.
I’m a stay at home mom, in a world where women are supposed to be Bosses, and not rely on a man to take care of them.
Heck, I blog like I’m getting paid for it. (I would love too. Haha! #Goals) You know why? Because I am happy! I’m in love. I am loved. And I trust the crap out of God! I know what money can do for me. It ain’t everything, that’s for sure. I be around here typing, and reading, and thinking, like I am getting a check. But in my words, I find peace. I find freedom. I find me. I don’t get paid one hot penny! And, I could never be happier!
I used to be confused about this, that, and the third. The older I get. The more mature I get, I realize that I always worried about the wrong things. Things that didn’t matter at the end of the day, regardless of who felt some kind of way about it.
I’m becoming more free by the day! Do you boo!!!
Be proud of who you’re.
Look forward to what you’re becoming.
Happy International Women’s Day.
‘Pain shapes a woman into a warrior.’ -r.h. Sin