Role Models In Life

As I have gone through life quite a few people have touched me. A few so far have left quite an imprint on me. It saddens me that they have past and I never took the time to let them know how much they have helped to shape me as a woman. Four women who touched me life and I doubt before they past that they even knew that they touched me at all. They left imprint’s on me each for different reason from beauty, style, grace, and the talent for being friendly I learned from each of them.

Yvonne’s style surpassed fashion but extended to how she decorated her home. I wanted to emulate her sense of style her flair for decorating that was so effortless. Yvonne’s strength amazed me as single black woman maneuvering through the corporate world. She opened her home and heart to also raise her niece showed the bond of family. Yvonne’s was my role model of how I wanted to be as an adult. Love myself, put pride in my cloths, home and loved my family fiercely while wanting the best for them. It saddens me when I heard of her death because I doubt she knew how much she touched my life.

Priscilla always showed my kindliness when I walked through her doors. She had this spirit that everyone loved that came into contact with her. You just had to respect her because she spoke her mind holding no punches with her honesty. A single mother of five who loved her children fiercely with lots of jokes and honest. I never met anyone like her and have not since meeting her that a whole neighborhood knew, loved and respected. From Priscilla I learned to speak your mind, take the time to talk to all and love your children regardless of what life throws your way or theirs.

Tate’ Victoria was the perfect image of grace, style and perfection. My great aunt on my father’s side was my role model for waking up and looking perfect no matter what! Inspired my sense of style while be comfortable in within your own skin. I loved to watch her put her hair in a chignon with shades of grey throughout her hair. Lightly dusting her face with some face powder, dress in a simple dress and be ready to go make breakfast. It’s like she wasn’t complete until she did that. Tate’ was always put together no matter how she was feeling. Her laughter which seemed to come from deep within her it was very contagious would fill up our house when she visited during the summers.

These three women touched me at different points in my life.  Their strong personalities imprinted so much in me that stayed with me up until now. Taken bits and pieces of what I observed from them and attempt to incorporate into who I am. From where they are now I hope they know the love that I had for them and that they touched my life. It saddens me at time that my girls will not know them and the joy that they gave this world I hope to pass on what I learned to them. My special thanks to their family’s for sharing them with me.