I am free to be me, the woman that God created with intent with all of my imperfections & all of the things that are not right about me per your standards & I stand here, covered in more than just designer cloths broken hearts & scars from past pains that I’ve allowed to infiltrate I am a woman of faith that has prayed prayers that you cannot even begin to fathom. my life is not dictated by your approval ratings and I am not here to appease you. I am a woman with gifts. my God gifted me in such a way that mere words, when articulated as He placed them upon my heart can part mountains. I am mounted in spaces that I never even dreamed of. I’ve withstood wars against myself, my home & my children. I’ve maintained through flames of hatred meant to burn the skin from my bones & I stand here strong. resilient. carrying the weight of a million no’s & not yets, doors that have closed in my face again & again. I’ve laid my head upon tear stained pillows most nights, crying out to God that if He puts one more burden upon my shoulders I am going to break. & each morning, the breaths that I take with His sunrise I am reminded once more….that I am HIS DAUGHTER & HE is my FATHER & there will not be any shattered pieces of me that HE wont mend. I remain whole because I am fearfully and wonderfully made. I was woven together in the depths of this earth, a secret place that birthed the heart of me. & I will praise Him beyond disappointments from that of man, I will praise Him beyond tears that were meant to saturate my strength, I will praise Him beyond the worries of this world I will praise him beyond monetary losses & gains I will LIVE in my every truth in His name. I will be me. scarred, flawed & fully covered by His glory & I will always use my GODSENT gift to forever tell my story. the path that I’ve traveled upon this journey that has carried me will NOT be in vain. No, I will stand tall my head held higher than my heels, with my tattered denim & painted lips, my coiled tresses & I’ll bless every woman that crosses my path by being the reflective image in which she sees herself. WE are VIRTUOUS WOMEN.