“A woman is like a tea bag – you can’t tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.” – Eleanor Roosevelt
Thankful today for the strong women in my family and for the bond and closeness we share. We as a group have been like glue, we have held together when others were falling apart.
We seldom argue. We are of one mind and spirit. We support each other, are available for each other, listen to each other without judgment. When crises come, we join in unison to make our way through.
There is Paulette who overcame extreme childhood adversity but did not let it keep her from succeeding in life. She was an anchor of support for my mother, her daughters and her grandchildren. She supported them emotionally, financially and lovingly. She works hard and shares what she has without hesitation.
There is my niece, who grew up without the protection and care of a father. She grew into a strong, confident, talented and independent young woman. She extends undeserved compassion and mercy to those who have not earned it, showing the kindness and forgiveness in her heart.
My sister-in-love, my niece’s mother showed extreme strength in looking for a more stable home for her daughter. After many years apart we reconnected and formed a bond of friendship and sisterhood.
My Auntie TJ. All of my childhood we lived across the country from each other. We reconnected over 40 years ago to discover that we had many of the same characteristics. Funny how nature is that way. She cares for so many in her family, but most exceptional was the care she gave as a devoted daughter, caring for my grandmother until she passed at 98.
My cousin Patty who was widowed as a young mom and raised a fine handsome responsible young man. She also, like her mom, is now providing support her mother.
My cousin Beth, she fought for justice for her father (my uncle) and for her children. She paid many visits to my mother in her final years extended her love by being near when needed.
My cousin, Debbie who passed away in December. I will miss our marathon phone calls… never less than an hour and a half, full of support for each other’s lives. She also would travel to visit my mother and show her love.
My sister-in-law, Karen, who joined my family circle in a crisis and has stayed through many highs and lows over the years. Above and beyond any obligation or call of duty she had, she has supported both sides of the family.
We have all seen the hot water and we have proven we are strong. Our bond is unbreakable and we together we can overcome.
Emyloom ~ Words Woven Within My Heart 