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Every woman (Tear Eye #3)


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Every Woman (Tear Eye 2)

There is this throwback jam that still plays in my head when I put on my big girl heels to hold a training, anchor a meeting or execute a project. 

It’s Mama Whitney singing:

"I'm every woman it's all in me
Anything you want done baby
I'll do it naturally"

Even when  I am in those sexy heels to take "Daddy" to church or maybe those trainers to hit the road or the slippers to wash plate or cook or no shoes at all to get down and play with my little girl. I am all these women.

I am the antagonistic Stanger across the room who you figure is too overbearing who you figure has an unhappy home because I don't fit into your box.

I am the wife who allows her husband introduce her to all his friends and who may sit and smile when his acquaintance makes a comment like 'let's not bother madam's head with all this work talk' and I smiled because well... (Wrangle your inner feminist madam this is neither the place nor the time).

I am the one who is both peace maker and trouble starter. I am your best friend and I am your worst enemy, I am the slut and I am the prude. I am the extremely unapproachable sexy lady and sometime the very likable girl next door. I am someone who could have been your girlfriend and someone who is a mummy.

I am the sledge hammer taking on the world and I am the one who wants you to kill the cockroach that just crawled on the counter. 

I want to be left alone and I want to be held, The vegetarian and the carnivore, slender chic, thick chic.

I am sometimes very sad and other times extremely happy. I am the pessimist and I am the very optimistic. I am a dreamer and sometimes I have too much reality.

I am a preacher and I am a sinner, I am someone's baby and I am someone's boss. I am someone's daughter and I am someone's mother. I am someone’s hater and someone’s lover.

When you have a woman who has the potential to be a different one from the one you knew, like an onion, always shedding skin, different personalities. An onion at the core, but exposing different layers as you go. If you choose right and you are doing it right this is definitely not the same girl you knew and it's a good thing.

There is nothing to be afraid of and definitely no dull moment if you exercise patience you will meet different versions of the woman you know, you will of course love some more than others, but imagine how fantastic it is to get such different awesomeness in just one Woman.


Imagine…


xoxo
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