“can’t I just be a black woman that loves herself in peace?
without having to explain
why my skin
( be it light honey or molasses)
is a dream?
why my hair
(coarse or sleek)
is a crown?
can’t I just be a black woman that loves being a black woman
without having to be sorry
or polite about it?
who else has to justify loving themselves like this?
who else has to fight for the right to call themselves a blessing?
can’t I just be a black woman that loves herself in peace??!!?”
This year, I make the promise to take of myself. To be in tune with my emotions, my health and my needs and to make it a priority.