"Super" "S"

 

Throughout history the strong black woman is iconic and our sheroes. A black woman can rock a baby, breast feed while putting dinner on the table. Run corporate meetings, while handling sibling squabbles with just a certain look. Black women can organize laundry while supporting her little league players and her tiny ballerinas and put on a head wrap at the same time, by the time the man in her life gets home, homework is done, baths completed, lights out candles lite , so she can focus on “How was your day honey?” Super Woman, Super Wife, Super Mom, cape wearing phenomenon. She pays to be the “Boss”! She is everything to everybody.

But has she been evaluated by everyone the side effects that she may encounter while wearing the many titles? Is it ever understood that even in her strength comes her weakness?” Most black sistha’s do not have time to break down, to cry and to be vulnerable. She becomes burn out, told that’s life! She cannot be weak, weepy because her super cape may become wrinkled.  But she needs a hug, a thank you, a I appreciate you. Her frustration and burn out becomes like a pot that is boiling over, she can’t hide her head under the covers and shut out the world because there is life that’s happing on the home front and on the corporate front. She has sacrificed visions and dreams, set up a complaints department to hear everybody’s rant, and violins song playing woe is me.

 From the moment we come out of the birth canal we are handed a mini super cape stamped with an “S” on it. Unrealistic standards are set for us to follow, s we grow we fine tune that “S” because we don’t want to fail our families, fail others, but in all of not failing others “We Fail Ourselves”. But my Super Sistha’s its okay to take off the cape and let the “S” take a vacation. It is okay to throw up a time out hand and say or even scream “LISTEN”! I am tired, I need a hug, I need help, hey I am hurting, what about me?

When we fail to take off our super cape and let the “S” rest, our mental, physical and spiritual breaks down, we starve for air because we fulfill everyone else’s needs except our own. It is said that black don’t crack, it never said anything about the woman not cracking! Hummmn Sistha’s let’s not crack. There is no need to fill like the world around us including home cannot function without us wearing that cape and displaying that “S” all the time, while juggling womanhood. “LOVE YOU” enough to take off the super cape. The super cape is not a badge of honor if there is no you to get honored for all that you do. You can still be that freedom fighter while sitting back loving you, taking some “YOU” time, saying hey, I’m not cooking today, ask your dad, honey fix dinner. Run you some bubble bath, print you a do not disturb sign, slam it on the door handle and “Breathe”!

 

You can still be mom, wife, friend, lover, CEO while taking some to rest. Just remember.

God rested on the seventh day: Genesis 2:2-3

Six days you shall do your work, but on the seventh day you shall rest: Exodus 23:12

Come to me all who labor and are heavy and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28

 

 There is rest my Sistha’s take it! Take off the super cape, let the “S” rest.