League of Their Own
I read in the middle of the night. This caused me to over sleep.
I looked at the clock, had twenty minutes to shower, dress, and
Pick up the place. Could I do it all in 20 minutes, and still be
On time? Are you kidding? Hell yes! In fast forward speed!
If I set my mind to it, I can do it. Even if I have to drive at
80 mph, and put on mascara simultaneously -- which I did.
When I set my mind to it…I carried my brother and his family two years, while he battled the demons of cancer. I carried an elderly, widowed aunt, who had no one to fall on, in a third world country. The young girl whom I hired to housekeep, and to be her companion; I paved the way for her to go to a vocational college – while urging her to consciously prevent an unwanted pregnancy.
I’ve carried a few others’ and there’s no room to expound on it.
Yet, even when the load was heavy, and I cried for no reason...
When the pressure impeded breathing; I forged on. I busted my
Ass to provide for it all. Along the way, I forgot that I’m supposed
To be cute, soft, and feminine. Especially when I swam with
Sharks, and constantly had to watch my back, for mere survival.
Yet, I am only one of the legions of Wonder Women, who’ve
Made scrumptious meals, of a bag of lentils. Who sacrifice and perhaps do without, to make sure others’ do not. That in itself, is a pleasure -- to induce pleasure and delight. Some females are innate wonders, other’s are induced to become them. It happened one night, when I was a child, that I was expelling my entrails.
My stomach was rebellious, and inhospitable to any nutrients.
Then my father told me,“Look, you can make yourself well,
by being stronger than this. You say to yourself with conviction:
'I’m stronger than this!'” And I looked up at him
With pitifully glazed eyes, a pallid face, and I applied his council. It worked for me then, and does, when things seem overwhelming.
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