So… you’re probably reading this as a relative, friend, neighbor, stranger, whoever. Yet, wondering what I have to offer. I’m here to talk about whatever is boggling my mind any given time of day. Birds, the ocean, females, males, children, drugs, school, work, government, astrology, astronomy, pregnancy, marriage, did I say the sky? No, the sky! Whatever makes birds fly. Does not matter to me but I am here to have fun yet bring entertainment.
First things first, I’d like to talk about woman. The song Woman by Raaheem DeVaughn and how we have to be the strongest creatures (I say that with the utmost respect) alive. Now I know there are strong men out there too but today you don’t get the light. Sorry. I understand there are single parent mothers, mothers and wives who are fully aware that their husbands and boyfriends…whatever he is to you….cheat, woman who are holding down their households with their husbands living in them doing nothing all day but watching that channel men watch, woman who are domestically abused day in and day out, woman who are extremely educated, who are holding down executive jobs and go home to an empty home because men are too intimidated by her achievements, woman who want nothing more than to please their man yet are still ungreatful. There are hundreds, yet thousands, in fact an excuse for every single last female roaming this Earth that has at least one reason as to why they are a strong woman. Like that one woman in your family that holds it all together. God forbid she shall pass or has passed…the family shatters.
How about when and why we will talk, scream, shout, argue, debate even….until our point is made. Why? Honestly, it is my way! I will occasionally take the cake and allow you to win because you need to feel better about yourself. But, I know you know I am right! Nine times out of ten something I’ve said will ring under that thing you call hair, that will leave you knowing damn well I came correct. Male or female.
Everyone has that one thing that makes them strong. I’ve mentioned mine. This not caring attitude that I possess. If I shut down, you’re out! Nothing bothers me. It doesn’t matter what you say or do, once I am done, I’m done! That’s the old Nadie*. I don’t want to go there again. Because she isn’t too nice but she can still exist at times. In fact, she is probably roaming this Earth as we chat now….I think she even wrote this.
At times, there is nothing more than a special woman, a strong woman, a fearless woman. I emphasize again…a strong woman. Why are you a strong woman? If you’re a male reading this…what do you feel makes your special woman in your life a strong woman?