Why I’m NOT a Single Sister – I Love Myself

Hey Girl. I tell people this all the time, so if you know me well, you’ve probably heard that any time I walk into a room I feel like the baddest woman in there. I think all women should un-apologetically feel that they are not competing with anyone and that she is super bad. We all qualify that differently. I know I’m brilliant, talented, beautiful, and determined. To me, that makes a bad woman. Now I am not suggesting that there aren’t women I look up to and aspire to be like. I went to Spelman and I’m a Delta, so I have a legacy of peers and women who have come before me to model after, but there are some things that make me uniquely me. So, my super bad doesn’t disqualify the next woman from the super bad award. She, too, should be feeling like a winner.

Why I’m Not a Single Sister – Part #1

There has been a lot of noise about single sisters. A lot of noise from a lot of people, sisters included, and I’m wondering why we keep talking about it. What purpose is it serving to talk it to death? We seem to keep up the discussion without making any significant progress. I was at the talk with Sherry Shepard, Steve Harvey, Jacquie Reid, and Hill Harper. When I tell you the line was wrapped around the corner with sisters trying to hear about why so many of us are single, I MEAN it. I was thinking it was going to be a quaint, engaging discussion, but it was just outrageous. I arrived in good time: 30 minutes before it was scheduled to begin, and I still ended up sitting in the overflow’s overflow. Over 600 women there to hear about ourselves…but did anyone do anything different after?

Full

What fills you up? At what point are you content with what is before you, no longer hungry? When is enough…enough?

I was considering my insatiable quest for knowledge, the pursuit of a PhD, and my desire for the family of my dreams. I know it’s a lot, but I want to be Super Sister – a la Clair Huxtable bad. I want to maintain a good relationship with my husband and kids, write books, practice psychology, own a business, enjoy my loved ones, serve the community, and thank God. And although it is impossible to get, I want it now, because that is when I think I will be full. But if life is anything like eating (one of my favorite things to do), then will I be able to tell that I am full?