healing
How to heal fully and properly.
It's Written Across My Face
This is my story, in my own words. My name is Jackie Turner and I have overcome so much already in my young life. A woman like me isn’t supposed to dream. I am suppose to be another statistic. I was born to a 17 year old mother who lived in the projects. By 8 months I was sold for 1,000 dollars for drugs. I was then given to a woman who locked me in closets beat me, and would occasionally starve me from the time I was 5 years old until I was 9. At the age of 9 I was abandoned, left on DYFS stairs for two hours with a garbage bag of clothes. By age 11 I moved in with my birth father who beat me every single day I lived with him. Living in that home was like having your worst nightmare as your reality. From age 11 to 16 I lived in my nightmare. By age 17 the state took me away from my birth father, and sent me far away from home. I moved from the East Coast to the West Coast, to start life once again. This time I lived with an aunt and uncle who quickly unraveled after my uncle was caught cheating. I ran to the streets, after the loss of family again, and the death of a young family member. I was searching for hope. I went to a program in the woods of Northern California, where I confronted my past. It was hard work to tear down the walls you’ve built to protect yourself and begin to live again, but I fought every step of the way and I did it.
By Jackie Nhashae6 years ago in Motivation
Susie (Q) McBride-Welsh
Why Susie "Q" McBride-Welsh? Susie Q’s Kids was formed following the death of our daughter Susan Renee McBride-Welsh at the tender age of 31. She was a miracle birth from the beginning and shed a light over all she knew. She always wore a smile, gave a word of encouragement, a helping hand, and wanted to fix the injustice or pain anyone felt. She supported charities with her volunteering, her in-kind donations, and when possible her financial contributions. She especially wanted to help children feel they were special and could do anything they put their mind to, a motto she lived by and emulated. “You Got This!”
By Dr Mary Welsh6 years ago in Motivation
The Scars that made her Beautiful
Whatever is pure and undefiled by daring individuality or the darkness of an unfortunate world- THAT is beautiful. In the beginning, the severity and expectation of purity becomes a unanimous decree passed down from generation to generation. A hope for our daughters, that they’d never shed a single salty tear aside from the ones that swell from joy. A prayer that a wicked world would pass them by when seeking victims for its next tragedy or precautionary tale. It’s true- there’s a precious beauty tethered to the innocent, those who don’t see, speak, hear but have a healthy fear of the unspeakable things lurking in hollows of humanity.
By Remona Tanner 6 years ago in Motivation
The Woman I Turn To
There are so many influential women in the world, women that have strived for and accomplished many incredible things in life. Women that have overcome their fears and pushed for greatness, women that have always remained determined no matter what obstacles have been thrown in their path, women that have kept hope even when it seemed no hope was left. The woman that overcome her anxiety and gained confidence in her abilities, the woman that learned that she was capable of anything, the woman that fought to build a business that only she could see the potential, the woman that learnt how to become a role model for others, the mother that raised phenomenal men and women through unselfish acts knowing that she herself must remain disciplined in the eyes of temptation.
By Sylvie. A6 years ago in Motivation
Women Who Inspire
November 26th. It was an unusually rainy night, and an unsettling feeling took root in my gut. I was excited about the upgrade to my hotel room from run of the mill single to suite...and seemingly for no reason, something told me you had something to do with it. When I opened the double doors to suite, I barely had time to pore over the room’s details. A neon sign hung from the wall on the right hand side, that said “be happy,” a quick glance to the left and there was a spray bottle on the floor, almost as if someone had just left the room. I quickly glanced around, eyes darting one hundred eighty degrees, flicked on the intense light in the bathroom, no one.
By Frewuhn 6 years ago in Motivation
Inspired by Her Love
There are so many women who inspire. In a country where we were able to have an eight year journey with the most inspiring First Lady in the likes of Lady Michelle Obama, from the forerunners of social justice to the pillars of empowerment movements, we have it all. In my mind's eye recently I have observe one of the most strongest women, these past months, Vanessa Everett. January 24, 202 will forever be the crossroad for one of the moving moments of my life, my Bishop transitioned. As we, the congregation, extended family members, churches and clergy alliances across the country began to mourn, Lady Vanessa, inhaled and took her place immediately as I can recall, serving others as they began to hear the news of the passing of Bishop James Everett, II.
By Ericka Streeter-Adams6 years ago in Motivation
Mother
Maturity I oftentimes wonder what kind of a person I will grow up to be. I am 25 years old, and I am way too young to say “I am a mature person”. In fact, I don’t know any person, regardless of how old or young they may be whom I would consider mature. Maturity seems illusive to me. The wisest of men (and women, of course) have downfalls. Not simply I think of immaturity as a flaw; sometimes I wonder if embracing the immaturity we all share is a key to life. Being mature seems to me to be the point after which the whole process turns into decay. There are other ways to look at maturity, I am sure; however different they are from mine doesn’t make mine less valid.
By Maria Bushilo6 years ago in Motivation
Filling Up The Hole In My Soul
Have you ever had everything and felt like you had nothing? Have you ever felt down in your gut a void that seemed like a bottomless pit? Have you ever had a hunger or a thirst that you couldn’t satisfy? You could never get enough. You have a hole in your soul.
By Marie E. Talley6 years ago in Motivation
To all the woman
When I look in the mirror I often jump from different feminine faces when I am reaching for confidence within myself. My sisters, those women are also the faces of the women who I often have my shadow self slap me right in the face. I have never been more grateful in my life for all of those women. From every end of the spectrum and from the time I came out of my mothers womb.
By Tessa Boutin6 years ago in Motivation
