Many women that I have encountered along the way, have passed me by simply because I didn't have the same kind of money (I had no money, at all) or because I didn't have a piece of paper displaying my educational credentials (still don't have a degree in hand) or because my skin wasn't the right color and my speech didn't match my coloring... Yep. All those women walked right on by me, without giving me so much as a second glance. It's true. All those rapidly rising women never had time for me.
Let's not even discuss the pink and green club I wanted so much to be a part of... They flat out told me, I wasn't the type of girl they were looking for...
But, here I am. In spite of all who predicted my failure, my demise and my destruction.
Womanhood, I am finally knocking on your door!
I have been caught (and work to actively catch).
I am being taught (and seek to actively teach).
Sure, my journey may not have been so rough, tough and hard, if someone had extended their hand and said, "follow me. I know the way." But hear my voice loud and clear when I say I would not have it any other way.
Sure, I may have arrived much sooner than I did, if someone had extended their knowledge and said, "I know you must follow your own path and find your own place, but if you follow my steps, I can help you in this race." But see my stance and know- I would never trade my dance.
I have been caught (and work to actively catch).
I am being taught (and seek to actively teach).
A big thank you to the ladies of FNI- my new found friends and my newly established sisterhood, who, with arms outstretched (as if to say, "girl! Come on in here!) have ushered me into the last little bit of womanhood's door.
I am here. With all who strive to encourage, mentor and challenge (in a good way) my drive.
Womanhood, I have finally walked through your door!
I have been caught (and work to actively catch).
I am being taught (and seek to actively teach).