It’s November! In a month the year ends, this completely topsy-turvy year. And you, reading this; are here. You made it thus far, CONGRATULATIONS!! And, I am so proud of me and you.
It’s so easy most times for women to not focus on themselves, and for that single action to be seen as being virtuous. In the words of the amazing T’Challa in Black Panther, “we don’t do that here”. Especially as there is none like you! Yes, that is the title for this month. It might feel uncomfortable, but maybe you should look in the mirror. Really stand there, and study yourself. Reflect about who you are, unapologetically.
Every dimple, mark and blemish. And not just the physical. I want you to always remember that on this Earth, in this whole world, in the galaxy, universe; there is just one you. In this timeline, living this life, walking this walk, talking this talk. You are the embodiment of living history. No one else has your biological framework. No one has existed in exactly this time.
No one is like you
What that tells me almost immediately is: no one has walked my path. I love reading people’s biographies. And now I’m wondering, what will mine say? I know what it has said so far, but I have so much ahead. So much, unwritten. Please do not compare yourself to anyone else. It’s unfair to you both. What is encoded inside you does not exist anywhere else.
It cannot be expressed or lived by anyone else. When you die (sorry to be morbid); all that uniqueness goes with you. So, while we’re alive, ladies, remember to revel in your uniqueness. Don’t run from it. Embrace it fearlessly! You are authentic! No copies! An original! What do you want your biography to say? I want mine to say I lived well. And then some.