Wednesday, July 8, 2009
A Empty Shell of Nothing?
Is this how I am seen?
Those words echo through my thoughts.. how come someone, who does not know me.. even think that? Hurtful words.. for no reason.. I am not an empty shell of nothing. I have so much inside that when I am with my friends it spills over... in everything I do.. my work.. my life my family and my friends.. I am not sad either.. I am a very happy person.. just because I do not bubble and sqeak constantly does not mean I am sad.. not all the time. everyone has moments of sadness.. its a part of life. it builds your character.. it gives you the will to move on..
Just because I do not need a man to lift and tote for me.. or to help me with my wagons... Or speak to when I am frustrated. does not make me any less a woman.. I like to wear ribbons.. I like to smell pretty. I just do not flaunt it.. I do not as I say squeak everytime a warrior looks my way... Do I wish to be mated.. of course. eventually... and have babies.. and all the other things... but I would rather chase the wind than chase after a warrior.. You might as well dress me up in robes and throw a veil over my lips.. because thats what city women do.. When the time is right. and the warrior is right. it will all fall into place.. I do not place my life on hold to wait for a warrior.. We are much to busy.. life on the plains is not a pampered life.. it can be cruel.. and harsh.. you have to be able to withstand many hardships...that come with the joy of our way our living.
All my life my father beat me.. for not being exactly what he wanted.. I still live and because of it.. I can handle probably more than some. When my friend Seve.. submitted, my brothers told me Father thought it had been me.. thats what he expects of women.. that is his veiwpoint.. it is not mine..
I have so much more to offer the tribe.. and each day.. I plod along.. taking care of what is in my power to do. I am a strong tuchuk woman. I know my place.. I know what I want.... and I will wait for it... not chase it til it runs away... If Tasco is not that warrior.. then it will be another.. When his heart finds mind.. we will both know...
So if you find me an empty shell.. then you have not opened me.. and looked to see whats inside... I think you will be surprised..
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