My Sisters Victoria and Jazara are my girls
I love my sisters with my whole life. They offer me a new perspective on life and I love watching them grow into their own being. They are the first children I impacted and now I am witnessing how my energy affected them – in good and bad ways.
I don’t sugarcoat anything with my sisters. I don’t feel as though I have to put up any walls with them. My sisters have witnessed me through ALL stages of my life. They have been by my side the entire way even with my twisted thoughts and reckless mouth.
Contrary to popular belief, I am not always nice and I can be quite stern. I am a moody woman and I openly express my emotions. I let you know when I don’t feel like playing.
…and sometimes, I don’t but I want you to just know without me saying it. It’s a character flaw; I know. I am learning how to identify my emotions so I can communicate them and have my Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs met.
My ever-evolving relationship with my sisters remind me how loved I am. Sometimes, I forget. My sisters never fail to show they me they accept my modeling, intellectual weirdness.
Your Loved Ones Are Here to Help You
What I’ve learned through my relationship with my siblings is they are here to help me enjoy life.
My siblings and I share unconditional love. No matter what happens in life, their love for me and my love for them lasts beyond eternity.
What does this mean for you?
Take a step back from your life and look at the people who love you. Don’t allow doubt to seep into your mind to tell you you aren’t love.
There is someone who loves you. If you can’t identify them, remember, God always loves you.
You are here for one reason. It’s up to you to see it.
The people you love will help you figure it out.
Take some time to reflect on who you are to them. Ask them what’s their experience with you.
They Help Me Without Even Knowing
They are the reason I don’t hide. To know my sisters is to know me. I spend years pouring everything I am learning into them.
I pray everyday that I am being a good role model for them, someone they can look up to.
They have shown me the importance of being a woman in the eyes of young girls growing up.
None of this takes away from the fact that I am perceived as an as$hole. I have no filtered thoughts with my sisters, so often they hear whatever flies out of my mouth. It’s a trait I picked up from my maternal lineage and, honestly, I don’t plan on changing it anytime soon.
I wasn’t created to be liked by everybody. I wasn’t created to walk on egg shells to please everyone else around me. I wasn’t created to be someone’s door mat.
I am created to speak my truth in love. I am created to walk with Godfidence to please God. I am created to share my experience with others.
Nowhere does it say I have to be overly nice and hold my tongue. That never works anyway. Whenever I don’t say what’s on my mind, it ends up coming out anyway just super passive aggressive.
It’s better to be honest even when it hurts. Our generation is too sensitive, but that’s another conversation for another day.
I am My Sister’s Keeper
We grew up in the same house with the same mother for all our childhood. The path my sisters are walking through is trailblazed by me. The moment I became a big sister for the first time at eight years old, I knew I had someone else to live for. I knew this life wasn’t only for me.
Becoming a big sister was a hard transition for me since I was the only child for so long. I didn’t know the attention that I once had from my parents would be split every time a new sibling arrived.
As I became a big sister to two more siblings, I stepped more into a co-parenting role with my mother as we had am incarcerated father and an emotionally-absent stepfather.
My life with my sisters is an uphill battle that we win everyday. I am so grateful to have two women I am, for sure, locked in with for the rest of my life.

My 4Lifers! And YUP, I chose one of the most busted pictures I got of us. I bet we never forget where we came from.
My sisters are a major part of my life. I am so happy that God sent them to me and my mama. I wouldn’t trade anything in the world for the relationship I have with them.
To Tori and Jj, I love you gremlins!
With peace,
Veronica Speaks


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