“The woman I was yesterday, introduced me to the woman I am today, which makes me very excited about meeting the woman I will become tomorrow.” – Poetic Evolution
In this picture, I was Ms. New York, at age 40. I had entered my first beauty pageant.
Throughout my years, the idea of competing in a beauty pageant crossed my mind occasionally, but on a lazy Saturday afternoon, while watching a pageant for married women on television, I made up my mind that I was going to compete, and before the pageant finished airing, I was on my computer researching competitions designed just for me.
At my age, of course, I was laughed at by all. At my age, of course, people wondered what I would get out of it. At my age, of course, people didn’t take me seriously. At my age, of course, before people saw my picture, I was passed up for pageant appearances.
What was not understood by many was that I had fun. I felt beautiful. I looked gorgeous. No one believed my age. I traveled, met interesting people, and wore eloquent gowns. I was always made up. I made loads of appearances. And, I enjoyed updating my Myspace page with pretty pageant pictures of me.
For the next five years, all of my money went to pageantry. I didn’t mind. I created memories, had experiences, and wore the title of my true calling, “Queen.”
Royalty reigns in my soul naturally. It took years for me to discover this, but others knew, and they tried to take my crown. Because I am who I am, of course, they all failed. I often protected myself and stood alone if I had to. I discovered the cure to being ostracized. All it took was for me to feel what I was going through and understand it, and only then did I grow stronger.
I found it important to realize that the woman I was took time to develop. When that woman matured she introduced me to the woman I am today, and because of that, I cannot wait to turn into the woman I will become.