Finding My King…

I’m no ordinary woman, don’t treat me like I’m ordinary, I’m a queen, I’m your queen & Your my king.
I literally say this to whom I call my king, let’s first define king? The most important chess piece, of which each player has one, which the opponent has to checkmate in order to win. The king can move in any direction, including diagonally, to any adjacent square that is not attacked by an opponent’s piece or pawn. To this definition, explains exactly how a king is, a king protects its own; a king keeps guidance upon his family. And so to say a king provides. A king is said to be hereditary, but one who is not fit to be a king will not rule successfully.  Everyday I wonder if Il ever find my king. I’m obsessed with idea of finding my king, cause I consider my soul royalty; I consider my presence her majesty. I am not fit for any other than a king. As I start my journey in search for my king I reminisce on my past heartaches….
Being a Female has to be the most challenging thing. As me Mlnnnyc and my sisters discussed the struggles of being a black woman we realized that we are being used, abused and all our efforts go unnoticed. How many of us can relate to this? I’m pretty sure many women would agree.
I strongly believe that not all men are the same, and it is our actions that allow men to feel as though they have the upper hand. If you believe that you deserve a King, a King shall be your attraction. I have been in emotionally abused relationships and getting out of them is not an easy task, Us women are very strong and we can overcome anything with the right mind set, it is understandable that we all need love and to be loved, But in order to keep our feet on the ground we have to be stern.
I will share some of my most intriguing love stories on this blog weekly, Please feel free to comment and share your stories as well.
Check back for my next post next week: Love, Sex and great shoes… xx