It's amazing what connects us. Although we all come from different walks of life, there are some characteristics about our lives and our journey that keeps us intuitively bonded. If you are reading this, chances are your connection with me is motherhood. We bond over our similarities and boast about our differences. Nevertheless, through and through, it's what make us similar that allows us to have a graceful heart and empathetic spirit.
I don’t know Kim Porter. I have never met her and I don’t know anyone personally in her inner social circles. However, there are some things I always admired about her. Her supermom cape, her beautiful chocolate skin that gave darker skinned girls like me, the further validation (just as Naomi and Iman) that we are beautiful and we too look like Barbie and her ability to walk in her truth publically after the dismantle of her and P. Diddy’s very public relationship between 1994 and 2007.
As women, our ability to connect is powerful. We witnessed what the comradery of women is like when we rally around one another last week when more than 100 women were elected into Congress. When we share our journey we have the ability to touch many people and empower them in ways we probably can’t really grasp. The untimely death of Kim Porter has shaken all moms because at the end of the day, once the Maserati is parked in the garage, the Chanel bag is placed on the couch, the Swarovski earrings are placed on the nightstand and the coffee is no longer hot, we are still mothers. We are all exhausted from the everyday busy-ness, we all feel our patience is running very low, we are connected.