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to hear his voice

to hold his hand

to caress his chin

to have a man

to put him first

to put my girlfriends on hold

just to hold him at night

to set the table by candlelight

to cook his dinner

to reassure him everything would be all right

to please his dick

to nurture him when he got sick

 

all those things I used to do

because I simply wanted to

have now become chores

I don’t want to do them anymore

 

the more I give

the more he takes

the less he gives

the more I cry

the less he tries

the more I die inside

 

the harder I try

the more I die inside

 

the more my heart aches

the more I die inside

 

now I’m numb

but why

I no longer care to try

Once upon a time before him

 

I was happy

when did I stop

being happy

 

how did I lose myself

caring so much for someone else

why did my family and friends disappear

where did the time go

when did my spirit grow old

where was the person I used to know

 

as I look in the mirror

a stranger stares back at me

she’s not me

she’s cold

she’s bitter

she’s aged

she’s sad

she’s trapped inside herself

Once upon a time before him

I was happy by myself

 

I want to be happy again

I want to laugh with my friends

I want to dance, to sing, to smile again

I want to swing my hips

I want to curve my lips

Hug my child

I simply want to chill for a while

 

Smell the roses

be free

to love those

who love me

It’s not too late

for me

to be me

again

I lost everything

trying to be his everything

 

but from this day forth

Today

is the last day

that I live with myself

without being myself

Once upon a time

has come

for me

to be

happy

again

I’m smiling

inside and out

because there’s no doubt

I am worthy

of joy

of happiness

of love

 

Place of Pain

 

There’s a place of pain

within my soul

that makes me want to cry

live another day

I heard Him say

and He’d make me whole again

 

There’s a place of pain

inside my mind

that makes me tell lies

 

Be true to yourself

I heard Him say

and everything would be okay

 

There’s a place of pain

inside my pride

that makes me want to kill

myself

more so than anyone else

 

There’s a place of pain

inside my spirit

that makes me believe

I’m better off dead than alive

but if I can hold on

just one more day

to God’s unchanging hand

I know God has got a plan

 

There’s a place of pain

inside my heart

if I can survive another day

I know the pain will go away

 

I Am Worthy

 

While I was dining in Philadelphia with my mentor and friend, we stumbled across a very important topic for women: I am worthy. Asking ourselves and one another the question, “Why do we feel worthy?” we all had unique responses that paralleled in some aspects. The more we talked the more we thought, what makes us worthy?

I’ve asked several of my sisters-in-pen, Naleighna Kai, Gloria Mallette, and Marissa Monteilh, to share their views of worthiness. Before reading what they had to say, I strongly encourage you to take a moment and write about why you feel worthy.

I’d love to read your response and you can also encourage your family and friends to submit why they believe they are worthy of greatness. E-mail me from my Web site at www.MaryMorrison.com. Once a month I’m going to highlight a different person on my Web site along with a photo (optional of course) and your journey to worthiness. Submissions are limited to five hundred words.

As you read remember, money doesn’t determine or sustain self-worth. I want to hear from you. At the end of each year, voters will determine which spotlighted woman will be honored at my I Am Worthy banquet. Women of all nationalities are welcome to attend this joyous celebration of Womanhood on Mary B. Morrison Day. For details, visit me online at www.MaryMorrison.com.

Mary B. Morrison Day is March 1. It’s a day of recognition and appreciation not of me but from me to all women. I look forward to reading your submissions. And I look forward to meeting you. Without delay, here’s what we’d like to share.

Naleighna Kai

 

I Am Worthy…

 

It has taken forty years for me to realize that I am worthy of many things—unconditional love, harmonious relationships, abundance, and prosperity—to know my purpose and to fulfill it during
this
lifetime. My experiences—from pain to pleasure and everything in between—have strengthened me, expanded my understanding, and made me a woman who knows I Am Worthy.

You Are Worthy…

 

Woman, you are worthy. You are a nurturer, lover, life-bearer; confidante, head of household, sports coach, organizer, maintainer, referee; you are all this and more. You understand that the Creator is your source—not a job, not a career, not family or friends, not the child support or alimony that has been as hard to get as pulling a lion’s teeth. You are worthy because everything in your universe comes from the Divine; and you consistently acknowledge this through prayers, intentions, and affirmations that flow from your lips to God’s ear. All it takes is a mere request and the angels, ancestors, teachers, and guides go before you and place people, resources, and the right situations in your path. All because…you are worthy.

As spiritual beings having human experiences, worthiness is not defined by our physical makeup. Your body is strictly a vessel in which you choose to enjoy the ride. You may have the luxury models (plus-size frames), SUV, or sports car edition. Either way is perfect, whole, and complete. So thank every lover/soul mate who caressed each curve, each roll, each inch, and appreciated the wonderful women we are in body, mind, and spirit.

You are worthy and deserve a relationship filled with compassion, friendship, and spiritual growth—the kind of relationship that is about respect, harmony, and balance; the kind of love that many admire, seldom attain. The kind of relationship that is defined only by the two interconnected parties. Your life, your choice, your love, your way. You are worthy of this and more.

I Am Worthy…

 

The fact that I am able to embrace those three words means I have overcome the biggest obstacles in my healing—not what was done to me, but what I felt as a result. I will share a bit of my story with you.

My birth certificate says: “Single Parent Adoption.” My biological mother didn’t take me home from the hospital; she decided that my interest, and hers, could be better served by passing the motherhood torch to someone else. Eighteen months later my biological mother stood in front of a judge, telling him that she had lied and wanted to adopt me back—not because she loved me or decided she had made a mistake. Fate had other plans that landed my “chosen mother” in a place she definitely did not want to be—jail. So I was back where I should have been in the first place—or maybe not. Years of abuse and a disconnectedness that no one could explain followed.

At fourteen I ran away from my mother to seek a safe haven with my father. What I found instead was a man with a sick mind who saw in me only the physical pleasure he could derive. I survived the dozens and dozens of the times that my innocence was stripped away by him and later another male relative who felt it necessary to take what I would never freely give to them. Those moments shaped the way I viewed myself, my body, and my worth, as well as my initial view of men.

Thankfully, the Creator does not leave anyone broken and splintered. A supervisor entered my life and she later became my minister, sexual abuse counselor, and friend. She pointed me to the tools and affirmations necessary to help me understand I deserve every good thing that comes to me. That redefining myself not by my pain, but by the fact that I can be and am healed of everything that has been done to me or any situation that has brought me low. The Creator makes me worthy.

And just to make sure I understood, the Creator gifted me with a son who has taught me more than being in any intimate relationship; a son who has caused me to take more risks than I would for myself. For every friend who has spoken an encouraging word, the type of friend who said, “If I have a dollar, then you’ve got fifty cents.” Small things to some, but they have made me feel worthy and I love you with every ounce of my being.

We Are Worthy…

 

For some of us, healing may come in the form of a best friend, mother, grandmother, aunt, sister, cousin, minister, or a lover/soul mate who provides unconditional love. Someone who understands what we’ve been through and doesn’t pass it off with a mere “get over it already” or “you’re a black woman, we’re stronger than all that.” They realize there’s more to it than strength alone. Support—real support—unwavering support is like pure gold. It might be in their words, or a book they have shared or music that touches the soul and soothes the inner pain. We are worthy.

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