Why I Love Being a Woman

There was a point in my mid-30s when I began to feel like a woman. I felt Her show up, and at times show out, but I knew that the time had come. That little girl, the teenager, the young adult that I once was slowly began to fade away. I panicked, and tried my best to chase the youth down and make it come back. That proved to be both a failure and a success.
The failure was the chase. I discovered that no matter how hard you try, you can’t get back time, or erase memories, or gain what you have lost in the exact manner that you lost it. The success was in accepting the woman that I was meant to be. You see, being a woman has a way of showing you that you are bigger and better than you can ever imagine to be.
I love being a woman because now, at almost 40, I’ve discovered the power behind what being a woman means. I’ve discovered me, and all the gifts that I’ve been given, both to keep and to give away, and I’ve discovered that as a woman, the only thing that can limit me, is me. The feeling of knowing, just knowing, is a beautiful, beautiful thing. That knowing, that inner voice of knowledge, is the reason why I wake up in the morning. It is the reason why I sashay, with every step fulfilling a purpose. It is the reason why I love my curves, my hips and thighs, my butt and breasts, and even love the belly that won’t seem to go away nearly 16 years after giving birth to my one and only child. That knowing allows me to love myself freely, without any limitations, without any conditions…and to love the woman that I am, and will be.
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Beautiful post Marva!