I grew up seeing my mother beaten on a daily basis along with her children, so as a result, I was not able to see her as a role model. However, I was sent other powerful women throughout my life to be models of success. It was very painful to be raised in a domestically violent home, where my mother became the model for what I did not want in my life. Despite all, I was very blessed to be given other positive female role models.
From the time I was 12 years old, I had my first Mother Angel walk into my life, through my church. She nurtured , celebrated and gave me the first map towards self-sufficiency. She did not stay in my life long because like many of the others once my father got wind of this happening; he’d stop me from interacting with them. But my resolve for having positive women in my life continued to reach to heaven where a Mother Goddess is still in control, so she continued to send role-models into my life one after another. This is my motivation for wanting to start a Girls Rites of Passage Program in Uganda. You see, once you can see a thing, then you can begin to believe it.
In seeing these positive Mother Angels, consistently show up in my life, I was able to build the prototype model of the woman I wanted to be. These women gave me a hand to hold, shoulders to stand on and wings to fly with, and soar. When I turned 24, I was entrusted with the responsibility to help co-found the African American Women’s Conference on Tour, where I was able to meet some of the most powerful African women in the world, like Susan Taylor the past editor and chief of Essence magazine, and Rev. Dr. Barbara King, along with others. This experience made me realize that as an African Woman, I had a responsibility to nurture other women into the circle of Sister-friendhood. As men have had their closed brotherhoods for centuries, I realized we sister women, need to have our own.
Know little sisters, you are never alone, because there are Mother Angels waiting to teach you to fly and hold your hand past all the limits that stand in the way of your success!!My Story: Holding Hands