Unwatered Flower?

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Writing 101: Day 18 – Don’t Stop the Rockin’
On this free writing day, remember the words of author Anne Lamott: “I don’t think you have time to waste not writing because you are afraid you won’t be good at it.”

Today is a free writing day. Write at least four hundred words, and once you start typing, don’t stop. No self-editing, no trash-talking and no second guessing: just go. Bonus points if you tackle an idea you’ve been playing with but think is too silly to post about.

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I read somewhere that “the black woman is the most unprotected, unloved woman on
earth…She is the only flower on earth that grows unwatered.”

Well I say we are not unwatered because we make our own water. We may grow
crooked and sometimes we have stunted growth, but we are the only flower that
waters herself!

We are strong and stable because we have to be, not because we want to be. We
have dreams to fly, but will set them aside so our children can live theirs.

We raise those same children often times alone…. no man of our own. Playing
the role of mother and father puts a strain on the resources of our community
and causes a shift in the quality of care. Forced to work or starve, we are
hardly there…to raise the ones we love the most.

In our attempt to be the head of the house we lose our true selves, but still
manage to survive. We know we can’t raise a man so our sons suffer in the
process. What choice do we have?

We water ourselves with tainted water, but we are watered just the same. It’s
called doing what we have to. Say what you want about us, but one thing stays
true, us sisters always keep up with our dos.

Sharp as a tack you see us walking, riding the bus or rolling in our whips. And
don’t forget that swing in our hips. We’re known for having some junk in our
trunks. Fashionistas at heart that keep it crunk. Our haters are always looking
to us for inspiration.

Black women are one of the most BeaUtiful creatures on the planet
We just don’t know it.
Too busy worrying about the next one
Instead of lending her a hand
We talk about her because she has
Something that’s missing in us.

We need to complement each other and validate
Our worth before anyone else will.
We are missing out on a huge opportunity
To build the self esteem in our sisters

Brainwashed by the world
Never seeing our own value.
Leaders, innovators and admirable souls
Regal in our natural state
There’s no need for disguises.

I believe if we use our powers for good
That is; stop hating on each other
We can become super heroes we were always meant to be
And save the world!

Save the Black Woman, Save the World!

An Aunt’s Love

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Writing 101: Day 12 – Dark Clouds on the (Virtual) Horizon
Today, write a post with roots in a real-world conversation. For a twist, include foreshadowing.

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If I had known it would cause such chaos, I never would have mentioned that my niece came to see me. My niece is a good friend of mine and we have a lot in common. We have been close since she was born and I was 9 years old. Our relationship started out rocky because she followed me everywhere, but once I got used to it I was happy to have her around.

Now that we are both adults, we still have a special relationship. I am closer in age to her and relate more with her than I do with my older sister, her mom. At times it seemed like I was a part of their family and at times it seemed I was intruding. One particular instance shocked me and let me see my sister in a different light.

My niece came to see me and my husband and we had a nice time for the few days she was there. I spoke with my sister some time after the visit and was recalling how happy I was to spend time with her daughter. My sister’s tone changed immediately and she seemed very agitated. I had no idea that she was not aware of the visit. Apparently she had resented my relationship with her daughter for quite some time, but failed to tell me. All hell broke loose and I was on the receiving end of some hurtful comments. I was accused of trying to steal her daughter and was promptly reminded that she was her mother not me!

I was taken aback and as usual when attacked I responded with the cold hard truth in a harsh tone. I informed my sister that I was well aware that I was the aunt and she was the mother. I never had any intention of taking her place because I never wanted kids of my own and she had no reason to worry because her daughter loves her. I also informed her that her jealousy would not come between my relationship with her daughter and from now on I just wouldn’t tell her anything. I also informed her that she should be happy that I like to spend time with my niece and that we have such a great relationship.

There was a riff in the family for quite some time behind this and I still feel strange spending time with my niece without her mom. Sometimes I wonder if she was trying to tell me that she wants a closer relationship with me and may envy the one I have with her child. If this is the case she went about it all wrong!