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Fighting for Sisterhood

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Sitting in a room full of women, chatting - no jealousy, no strife, no eye rollin' nonsense. Beautiful. Women simply sharing their needs and wants to be healthy and happy. In the desire to help women, I want women to look at each other has advocates, kindred spirits, and simply sisters. At a time when we are raising our children alone, we are suffering from all sorts of health conditions, we need one another. We need to love each other.

Personally, I try so very hard to love my sistas. My life's work is serving to women. I won't subscribe to "man sharing", I'm not gonna take ya man (lawd), I'm not gonna roll my eyes at you, I'm going to smile at you and try to love you. Why be jealous? Its refreshing to watch women from all ethnicities, socio-economic backgrounds, sit in a room and simply share and love each other. Makes me smile.

I'm equally blessed to have so many men to be supportive of my journey. We need men. NEED. Yeah....NEED. Got that! Yin Yang. Gender is no more than balance. We need men for balance. Right now, we are so off balanced. I'm thankful for those men who understand the importance of my journey and don't ego trip in my gender equality and point out how sexism is just as much an issue in the black community. I embrace black feminism without apology and so will my future partner. Men need to understand their influence and support is vital in the healing of women. Feminism doesn't mean that women can't understand the importance of men in the lives of women but patriarchy is not desired nor needed. Patriarchy isn't leadership but dominance. This is not what is needed by women.

Fighting for sisterhood is a battle. As long as you we are raised to compete against each other, its going to be hard. But I'm hopeful. We need more quilting circles (as a concept). We need more kitchen conversations. I'm hoping CWUW can be that for women. I'm hoping that as I grow into my purpose that I can be a good example for other women.

Gotta fight the good fight.....for the good of our families and community.

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