


What is it you see when you see me, I am a woman, I am Black, I am tall, thick (my man loves thickness)...I have many things going on, married, mother, sister, friend, professional, writer, reader, thinker, be-er, but what do you see,
Does me being a woman make you think you know what I will say, how I will say it or what I will do, Or do preconcieved notions exisit because I am Black or tall or full-bodied and proud of it...Do you wonder if I can relate to your childless state because I am a mother, or be indifferent to your single state because I am married, You don’t know do you?
You know what is cool, You can ask me, and I can tell you...simple, no?
Peace!
angelia
But you live, you learn, and you keep it moving, right? So many misconceptions and so little time to conquer them all. I choose my battles wiser now.
Great blog Mama Deep and HAPPY HAPPY Friday
Mi amour
G-Nice