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Inspiration of Late

Because it is late, but since I was inspired by my Girl Group today I thought I’d share a poem-ish I posted on social media a couple of weeks ago. 🙂

Sisters of stone were warned, given the explanation that women didn’t belong in colleges, voting lines, offices, and mortgage statements. So glad they persisted.
My mom was warned, given the explanation that she loved too much. So glad she persisted.

My grandmothers were warned, given the explanation that they couldn’t take care of their families on their own. So glad they persisted. 

My mother-in-law was warned, given the explanation that she’d never make it in a new country. So glad she persisted.

My aunt was warned, given the explanation that she wouldn’t drive, go to college, and be independent with a disability. So glad she persisted. 

My cousins have been warned, given the explanations that they wouldn’t be successful establishing in new places by themselves. So glad they persisted.

My sister was warned, given the explanation that academia is not a career. So glad she persisted.

My friends have been warned, given explanations that following your heart won’t make you successful. So glad they persisted.

My fellow teachers had been warned, given explanations that the education field won’t make you rich, some kids just don’t want to learn from compassion. So glad they persisted. 

So many women in my life that stood for what they believe in and fiercely persisted, even when they were warned and given a million explanations that they were supposed to obediently follow…

because of them…

When I was warned, given the explanation that growing up fast would ruin my life, I persisted.  

Now my daughter is warned, it’s explained that she shouldn’t be loud, powerful, and strong. So glad she persists.

And now? Quite frankly, we all kick ass. 

#shepersisted

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About weekendtherapy

I am a School Counselor in middle school, mommy of two, wifey to one (or mommy of three it seems some days...). School Counseling is my total dream job, and navigating the specifics of the hormonal and transitional middle school population is way more exciting and fun than I could have ever imagined. But let's get real- on some days, I come home unhinged and unfiltered. I call this lovingly, "inspiration". In order to keep my cool, and not punish the world for my lack of patience, I like to partake in some weekend therapy: bad reality TV and crafty goodness.

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  1. Too right! Great post!

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