“Some” Southern Women
I’VE KNOWN
raise their boys
to be Pleasers,
to be Good Little Boys
who forgo their own Dreams & Aspirations
in order not to upset
their Mother’s Wishes.
My child’s Mother once told me
that I woke up
in the middle of the night,
sat up rigidly in bed,
and announced in a stern cadence:
“BE GOOD TO YOUR MAMA,
YOU’LL BE HAPPY ALL YOUR LIFE!”
It took me years to stand up
to my Mother.
I remember trembling in fear,
literally shaking,
the first time
I had to disappoint her.
As the Middle Child of Three Boys,
my role
was to keep the peace
within the family,
usually through humor,
and never did I fail at that role.
I was well trained
to place women on a pedestal,
and keep them
comfortably perched,
up THERE,
at all cost.
So,
out of 1500+ FACEBOOK Friends
who have CHOSEN to
receive updates
from SISTER LOUISA,
3 women
(whom I love)
have respectfully confided in me
that they are inconvenienced
by the presence of
SISTER LOUISA’S DAILY DITTIES.
My first instinct
was that I wasn’t pleasing Mother.
I cowered,
I trembled in fear,
literally shaking,
and proclaimed a pitiful apology
that might as well been:
“Please, Love Me Mother!”.
After much Self-Reflection,
an Inpouring of Love,
and an Enlightening Evening
with a Magical Friend,
I realized that
I was Seduced by a Fear
that I was too Coward to Fuck.
Sorry “Mother”,
I have no choice in doing
what I feel I need to do.
If it makes it too uncomfortable for you,
you can choose to un-friend me.
It’s o.k.,
I will always love you.
