I am a Woman - Poem
Curves, stretch marks, misplaced hair – Woman I am
Mother, student, professional – Woman I can
Rights, equality, power – Woman I stand
Gym, deadlines, vacation – Woman I plan
Perfectly Flawed is the Woman that I am.
How This Poem Came to Mind
I have always found strength in who I am being a woman. Yet, accepting my own flaws have not been easy. At almost 40 I am beginning to find that I am finally stumbling upon self-acceptance.
Through my own relationship with God I recognize that to be human is to be flawed. But that was the hardest truth to swallow. No wonder it has taken me so long to – at times – accept who I am.
I hope through my own struggles and journeys my short poem can help others to accept – even when difficult – their truthful flaws. My understanding of being flawed means that no one else is exactly the same. Despite being able to empathize another’s path, truly we are all individual. So good, bad and ugly each one of us make our own impression in this world that cannot be duplicated.