I love myself, a lot, but it took me a long time to get to this point. Where I look in the mirror and appreciate myself. I’m not perfect, or the most beautiful or even trying to be. But somewhere along the line, I discovered that God makes no mistakes. I love my tightly coiled hair that raises up like a halo, I love the hairs on my skin which protect me from cold, I love the rich caramel colour of my skin, and my nose, and eyes, and everything that makes me. If everyone was created the same, there would be no difference for us to appreciate.
There are many great women we have all encountered. This year, two stands out. In fact, they stand out every day of my life. They are my mother and paternal grandmother. Two beautiful women who have made me strong and compassionate. They have gone the extra mile for me and love me unconditionally. The truth is, very few people have the capacity to love unconditionally. They built my character by discipline, correction and love.