Love

I love being a woman- my gentleness, my essence, my drive, my compassion, my curves, the power to bring life into the universe.

I love being a daughter- the product of Brooklyn & Cleveland. Some sass and class. A descendant of the Caribbean. My family has a history of hard workers who strived to provide a better life. They appreciated and appreciate opportunities. Go-getters and leaders! I’m proud of that background.

I love being a sister- having a tribe bonded by blood and another by love is a gift.

I love being a wife- caring for my husband brings joy to my life. In a world that is full of hate towards black men, I provide a safe place for my king.

I love being a mother- caring for lives that grew inside me is a blessing, a privilege & a title that I don’t take lightly. I will go to war for my seeds.

Most importantly, I love being a child of God. I know that I am blessed and highly favored. I understand the prayers that cover me are from my ancestors. I give thanks to God every day for His sacrifices. I thank God for free will, empathy, and compassion. I thank Him for creating me the way He saw fit. I didn’t always feel that way- thankful….the enemy had me right where he wanted me. Pity & self-doubt surrounded me, but I thank God for opening my eyes and allowing me to see myself as the Queen I am.

I thank God for self-awareness and the strength to want to be a better steward. I thank God for the power to admit I am wrong and the strength to ask for forgiveness. I thank God for permitting me to realize that the actions or justifications of others do not define me. I was uniquely made, made with softness and an attentive heart that cares.

Today is 2/29—the year of leap. My uncle would have celebrated a birthday today. I wish he were here to see how I am basking in my identity. He would be proud. I think he is smiling down on all of us.

This letter is a reminder to love yourself as much as you can. Appreciate how God created you! You are made with purpose, and don’t be ashamed- be you and own all your unique, weird traits! It doesn’t matter your past, it doesn’t matter who doesn’t understand..you can not move forward looking back! Pray, ask for forgiveness, and hold your head high. 💌

𝑋𝑜，𝑅𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑎 💋