Saturday, November 18, 2006
BEING A BLACK WOMAN
Being a black woman is truly a blessing. There are plenty mountains to climb, and many were climbed, she dealt with obstacles no one would have believed; by the help of God, she got through this.Being a black woman is a target of many things. You would have to be a black woman to understand the pain, suffering, rejection and anger that she’s dealt with in the past; the relationships and being a parent; the way she handles situations. The way she makes love, teach, listens and share love, plus discipline her children.Most of the time she is deeply religious; she’s great in covering her feelings, her pains from the issues.A successful black woman feels great about herself and her education; she would sacrifice and sacrifice every thing in her will to make things in life happen.Keeping a personal relationship with God helps her to jump over the hurdles that is laid out before her; she is always on bended knees, crying out for mercy for her love ones.The battles and abuse has given her a strong back bone for centuries. Through the silence and torment; humiliation from her rapist, helps her to take her purpose in life very serious.Exercising her gifts is very promising to her. The beauty of a black woman’s eyes is the mirror to her soul.The lips and hips of a black woman is the sexiest part of her body, she is built with a special character, which makes people wonder about her thunder!!!The voice of a black woman carries like a wave into the ocean; it can be heard from a distance. The PMS of a black woman is a very emotional time of the month; so be aware of her raging hormones; do give her space.Being a black woman carries her weight well for success, she haves a strong identity; she believes the factor, drop it when it’s Hot!!!The black woman is one of a kind with a powerful mind. Some people get intimidated in her presence but, her focus is to keep striving for her next journey.Some nights there were nothing but tears from a wounded heart. Cherish and love so hard; but yet looked over.Knocked down and kicked in the face, had to wear a mask from that make up case. Keep smiling, have not a clue; being a black woman, is it to keep that head up.Fix her self up; put on her favorite dress that fit her to a tee; don’t let it be a nice summer night with a breeze and feeling free.Oh yes, being a black woman has been taken for granted; still trying to in slaved her in many ways.Cleaning, washing, scrubbing on bended knees and yes, she is tired. Never giving up; there is a Destiny.Being a black woman with BIG, BIG, DREAMS……
Article written by Paula Cook-Thompson
9/22/04
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