I come from a long line of hard workers. My grandmothers used to have to walk to work. My mom and her siblings started working at a really young age. Me and my cousins got a paycheck before we knew what budgeting meant.
Today, I started a new journey in my life and I'm scared but I'm so damn optimistic about my future. I honestly feel like God has stepped in and took over. I was lost but I see so much more clearly now. Sometimes, we get stuck in a rut and unfortunately, decisions that pertain to our lives are left up to others. But, what I know is that the worker bee blood that flows through my veins and that was passed down from generation to generation won't allow those decisions to shape my life.
I love the picture I took that accompanies this post. It's my uncle Erics boots and lunch cooler. Scuffed and dingy, it is a clear example of his dedication to his job for the past 20-30 years. No one in my family will ever be rich monetarily off of the work they do, but we are rich in our hearts and in our souls far beyond anything that can ever be purchased. I'm so grateful that on this beautiful September day, I was reminded of my self worth. I have a long road ahead of me but well....the faith that others have in me will make it soooo damn bearable.
My name is Tamieka Blair and I live on Long Island in New York. I write, I read, I write, I work, I write, I support..I WRITE!!!
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