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I have struggled with topics for a few days now and found it tough to just sit and focus on one. I am the type of person who reads many articles, stories, and books and just to find one topic is hard.



I was having a conversation with a friend the other day and we were discussing black female role models and the lack of women who are there for todays young black girls. Then our conversation shifted to what working black women have to go through on a daily basis. I was laughing becuse it is so true. We have one persona when we are in the office, one persona when we are with our friend, and a truly different one with our children. We have to shift who we are based on the environment that we are in. Does it change who I am that you cannot distinguish my race based on my telphone voice? No, it just means that I can adapt. Does it change who I am that I am stern with my children when I need to be? No, just means that my children will grow up with the example that I have set and will be able to adapt too.



I am not defined by just what you see. It's just like a book. The cover of the book has to be interesting enough to get you to open it and read what's on the inside. Do not judge me based on what you see. I am a woman of substance.



I am sure that there are plenty of black women who can identify with my words.
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