I am a contradiction. I have made choices that contradict
previous feelings. I am smart. I have made a conscious effort to discover how
smart I am. I am open-minded; I choose to see options. I am argumentative as I
am fully aware every story has at least two sides. I am giving of myself to my
children. I have chosen not to let them feel unloved as I have felt. I am not
selfish. I give myself and my time freely to those in need of it. I am a
creative thinker for the world is the canvas I paint on.
I am a mother, a lover, and a friend. I chose to become a
mother; for as an American it’s my right to kill a fetus. I could have chosen
to become a nun but I felt the decision to become a lover of man more
enticing. Friends are very selective
choices I make, but know if I make the choice to be your friend I’m there
forever by your side. I am naïve; even after being lied to I choose to believe
those who have lied.
I am a dreamer; with the right amount of focus and will
power there is nothing that can’t be achieved. I am a writer for I choose to
play with words. I enjoy painting pictures with my words. I am a creator. I
choose to make the moments to sit down with material and create. My creations
know no boundaries and usually become gifts from the heart.
I am a dancer. When the music plays, I choose to close my
eyes and let the music take over my body and pull it in the direction of the
music. I am alive because I choose to fight and not give up when life explodes
in my face. I am single because I have chosen to conquer this situation on my
own terms. Woman, daughter, sister are a few parts of me that I did not choose;
yet I am fully satisfied to take on these roles. I am ready for what tomorrow
brings.