You know what no one tells us? That sometimes our trauma brings out the things we love the most about ourselves. It brings out the strongest, best versions of ourselves.

Watching and caring for my husband brought out the softness and femininity in me. I really am softer and more loving. Sometimes I shock myself, because you know…I’m from Flint…we don’t really do the soft thing.

My issues with an absentee father attracts me to men that are unbelievably good fathers. I LOVE being a step mom (although I never consider myself anything other than a mom)…I LOVE my kids. They are absolutely the love of my life. They bring me so much joy. And my grandkids…get outta here. They do no wrong. Ever. God really showed out for me.

To my trauma: Thank you for lessons learned. I definitely have learned, grown, and been blessed by my coping skills with difficult situations.

I like this new (50 yr old) Tameka.

She is super dope 😘🔥