***Bonita, I call her Helena***
A woman struggling for a more positive, meaningful, memorable existence in this lifetime. Trying to climb the outstanding obstacles that she herself, with the help of old acquaintances, helped to build. Trying to surpass the boundaries that no one, not even her own kin, imagined she would be able to withstand. Trying to build on something different than what she had once grown so accustomed to. Trying to be more than anyone expects her to. Trying to be a role model to her son, a Queen to her husband. Still exceeding her own expectations. A Martyr sacrificing herself to benefit the people she feels closest to. . Just trying to succeed in whatever she does. A woman struggling to live and grow. A beautiful Latina in a diverse world. Standing on a land destined to sink from all the chaos weighing it down. A woman determined to triumph against self destruction and total devastation, hang on to her Faith, and make it nonetheless. A struggling woman who I have grown to admire and care for like a Sister. A woman I acknowledge as a Strong Sista. A woman struggling to do right when everything seems so wrong.
She's a woman, a respectful, honorable woman with enough Hope for a million other struggling women.
I call her Helena.
She's my Friend and even though I don't say it, I need her to feel it everytime she thinks of me.
Today, I'm praying for you Sista. Insha Allah we'll speak soon.
She's a woman, a respectful, honorable woman with enough Hope for a million other struggling women.
I call her Helena.
She's my Friend and even though I don't say it, I need her to feel it everytime she thinks of me.
Today, I'm praying for you Sista. Insha Allah we'll speak soon.
posted by ahlam at 4:47 PM
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The strength that motivates a Women is found in her family's love
The strength that encourages a Sister is found in her inspiration
The strength that cultivates a Friend is found in her bond. I know that you are as bonded to me as I am to you and yes Sister Korema the bond is strong........Helena
I read this post and immediately felt tears forming. I have tried so hard to focus on other things today, but my mind constantly goes back to her, and her strength. The first conversation she and I had were we let our shields down and just became two women being real. Yes, she is all those things every woman hopes to be, and I truly thank God I can call her my friend.
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