I am a woman,
A real woman.
Finally one with who I am
Not who anyone else wants me to be.
Mother, daughter, grandmother, friend, sister, lover
All aspects of the same me.
I know what I can take and
When to say “Enough!”
When to be still, when to move
When to love, when to protect.
They are my choices to make, mine alone and
My chances to take as well.
I have enough love for the whole world and
Dreams to match.
I am wise in so many new ways,
Ways I never knew existed.
The transition from girl to young woman
To the me of now has been a hard journey.
I no longer need, now I know and feel and treasure what and who is.
This recent shift in perspective has been life changing.
I know what I don’t want and what I
Will not put up with ever again.
I am a mother to everyone and
A servant to none but God.
I am a sister to my friends and will stand by
And with them for all time.
It takes a special man to handle the love of a real woman,
A woman of strength and passion.
I am thankful to have finally met such a man, I am his lover and his alone.
My love for him is not controlling or imposing, it is freeing and glorious, as is he.
“Come my love, come share in my journey, as I will share in yours.
Take my hand and walk with me, I will not let you down, I promise.”
It has taken me 60 years to find this place in myself and now with him.
I can finally shut off the voices in my head that would deny me this joy.
They are self-defeating voices carrying left over pains from the past, a past
Best left behind, not ignored and stifled but learned from and then put to rest.
I can now assert and live my right to be who I am, who I’ve always been,
From the beginning of time and now, thankfully, for all time to come.