Today marks my oldest daughter’s 15th birthday.
Celebrating her birthday always makes me so emotional, and I never really
understood why until today. I thought it was because she is my 1st,
or because she’s steadily growing up in front of me, but this morning I
realized it’s much deeper than that. I realized the emotion tied to her
birthday truly marks my growth as a woman, a mother, an over-comer. Having my
daughter at 20 years old without having my parents or family around was tough,
amid other circumstances I faced, in a place that I didn’t know a whole lot
about. I realized today that my daughter grew me up quickly and she grew up
with me.
Learning to not take myself and others so seriously has
become one of my newest biggest lessons in this life. I find that I frustrate
my friends and they to frustrate me and we may even hurt one another’s feelings,
without intention, but it has nothing to do with our hearts, but more so our
heads. We all process things differently, deal with our issues differently and
I am learning to truly accept things for what they are and not get so bent out
of shape. Life is too short to become consumed with petty misunderstandings,
hurt feelings and egos, this life is about living and loving yourself and every
part of your existence.
In my few short years on this earth, I thought I knew
what it was to love myself and have joy in my heart, but I have harbored more
pain, self-destructing behavior, and more unforgiveness than the average
person. This past year I have set myself free from past hurts. I have forgiven
the most unforgiving and I have come to terms with a past that most know
nothing about, beginning with childhood experiences. Man, I was so uptight, and
I have been actively working on loosening up. I hate to be vulnerable, but I am
learning I must be, just a little bit. I thought I loved myself all along, but
now I know what it truly feels like to love and be in love with this woman that
I am. I love writing about my lessons and transitions as a woman, it’s so exhilarating,
and if I were a man, I would write about that to (smile). I can pat myself on
my back and say, “You ain’t doin half bad Shamina Williams”, and say it proudly
and confidently.
Do I still have a few hurdles to overcome, sure, do I
still struggle with insecurity, absolutely, but I am so much more confident
than I’ve ever been and I never knew loving myself this way would ever feel like
this. I am so free, mentally and emotionally; my soul is good and spirituality I
can listen with ears I didn’t know I had. Life is good people, so live it
without regret, being confident in whom you are and your ability to go as far
as your thinking will take you. Believe in yourself and know that any thought
that enters your mind can be accomplished. It’s not always about working hard,
but working smarter and learning how to love and nurture your mind, body and soul.
Peace and blessings,
Shamina
WOMAN
I've been physically and sexually abused, been
stripped of my pride, dignity and even more
slept on mattresses on a bare floor, begged for bread, money, food and more
but I am woman hear me roar
I've been down, but not defeated, heart bruised, shattered in many pieces, but not broken nor downtrodden
lost everything, gained everything, doors shut behind me that were never reopened, pushing me to move forward
I am woman hear me roar
some have attempted to dominate, hate me, slur my name
abandoned me, my child, tears turned into work, a resilience I never knew existed
love exploded out of hurt, hands rough and tough from my labor and work
body aches and pains from the tiredness and strain of holding it all together, but it ain't over yet as there is so much more as I see the day approaching
I am woman hear me roar
slept on mattresses on a bare floor, begged for bread, money, food and more
but I am woman hear me roar
I've been down, but not defeated, heart bruised, shattered in many pieces, but not broken nor downtrodden
lost everything, gained everything, doors shut behind me that were never reopened, pushing me to move forward
I am woman hear me roar
some have attempted to dominate, hate me, slur my name
abandoned me, my child, tears turned into work, a resilience I never knew existed
love exploded out of hurt, hands rough and tough from my labor and work
body aches and pains from the tiredness and strain of holding it all together, but it ain't over yet as there is so much more as I see the day approaching
I am woman hear me roar