Oh dear, are you a feminist?

“Oh dear, are you a feminist?”   I looked up once in the eye that asked the woman in me a question such as this.   “Give me a reason, a reason to believe I shouldn’t be one. A reason for that matter, any woman shouldn’t or wouldn’t be a feminist.   As I sat…

Girl, you are strong

So many think of me a strong woman. And on most days I am asking myself, “Who the hell am I pretending to?” I feel so weak and low, vulnerable and broke, pained and cracked. And yet, I know of people who call me strong, while all the time in my head, I so am…

We are beautiful just because we are.

I don’t know if it is because my husband very lovingly volunteered to cook for me on this Woman’s Day or if it’s the unusual bombardment of messages across the social media asserting the beauty of this Day, but yes for one I realize more than any other previous year, that the woman is an…