Storms…

Storms

There will be bad days, good days, and days where it’s up and down. I know it will be a process, and I will not feel better overnight. This process, this storm I am in, will not last long. Strong winds, heavy rain, hail, lightning, and thunder will not keep me down.

The storm is strong and raging, and I am thankful I am not at the moment. As the storms continue, I will continue to be strong—stronger than the winds, stronger than my battles. I will survive this storm; it is the only way.

I will be calm; I will not rage with the storm. Yes, I am better than that. One day at a time, I tell myself I got this. And I do strength, guidance, and with God.

This storm again will not me down. Strong Black Woman. I Got This!

I survive storms!

Blessings and Love!

Thank you for reading.

7 thoughts on “Storms…

      1. chicago had a song. women don t want to love me. she hates to see me cry. women don t want to love me you know that is a lie.

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