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Who am I?

I represent me. This, by all accounts, is a revolutionary statement. If it is at all unclear I will make it plain. I am defining who I am and who I wish to become. Other than the divine being, no one else can make that claim for me.

I was in the midst of a conversation with colleagues the other day and was told by them who they felt I represented. It was a crazy moment indeed. Because I knew their intention was not malicious and truly meant to help me, nor was it the first time such words were spoken to me by them or others, but it also spoke to a larger idea for me. Often people–some who know you and more often than not, those who don’t–make a decision in their own mind about who you are and what you can become. This was no ‘ah ha’ moment for me in the least. I have known this forever, and like so many times before, I allowed those outside of me to think what they will and then go about proving who and what I am all over again. Often surprising them yet again with my skill, grace, humility, tenacity, and “slight neck roll attitude” that says ‘think again’. Yet in this moment I have decided to write this piece for me, for them, and for those who read this and need assurance that you define who and what you are–no one else does unless you allow it, unless you let those parameters go unchallenged.

I heard a pastor say once “don’t let someone do your thinking for you because they can’t do your living. don’t let someone do your living for you because they can’t do your dying”

Tiffany definition: brown girl; African American woman; African American Christian woman;
African American heterosexual Christian woman; African American heterosexual Christian married woman from the South; African American heterosexual Christian married woman who ❤ her family and friends, fights for freedom & justice, struggles with balance, found her voice & calling at 10 years old, whose tongue can be sharper than her right, and knows any other
explanations if necessary will end all doubt. I AM BOXLESS, deal with it!

5 Comments leave one →
  1. Syreeta S. permalink
    July 15, 2011 3:44 pm

    Tiff I love it….its so powerful and passionate at the same time. I can never put you in a baox because like the weather I never know what you will bring. I always know it comes with love, concern and care. Those are some of the things I love of you……Smooches to my sister BOXLESS….:)
    Syreeta S.

    • Tiffany permalink
      July 18, 2011 3:47 pm

      Thanks for the love Syreeta and support on this journey! I love you. -TBD

  2. Linda B permalink
    July 19, 2011 12:53 pm

    I wish all our young women felt as you do. I pray that they too will find the strength and wisdom to create and own their own definitions of self and not allow the media, people, even family to define and/or determine their worth.
    You My darling, have always walked with purpose, confidence and a determination to create change, to a different drum. Thank God for a different drum.
    You make a Sista proud. I know that in the next generation there will rise a girl, who will demand and motivate others to march toward the future, with the knowledge that they have control over what that future might look like.
    You are being pulled to a higher purpose, and looks like you are up to the challenge.
    “They don’t know about you”

    Love ya,
    Killa

    • Tiffany permalink
      July 21, 2011 2:42 pm

      LB:
      Thank you for the kind words. You and more like you have helped to shape who I am by your examples. I thank you for continuing to support and encourage me.

      • July 23, 2011 2:08 pm

        hi teffany i hope u are incourge of life so please dont let us dowen we lebanon are incourage be awer of that
        abouali75@yahoo.com

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