There is this prompt that does the rounds that tells you to blog using the alphabet as your guide. Each letter becomes a blog. I decided that as a challenge, this would be good to get me blogging every day.
Q = queen
It had to be said I suppose somewhere along the way. š What is it to be a queen and I am not talking of the drag variety. Although there is a lesson there I think.
I’ll expand that for a minute. Those men who classify as “queen” are proud of who they are. They strut and stride confidently into the world. Yes, I am sure there are nerves and a lot of disquiet hidden, but the image they give the world is: “Here! Look at me! I know I am beautiful! Want me!“
Inevitably people do want them. That level of confidence (no matter how faked sometimes) is irresistible. It dares you to take on a little more than you originally planned for. It dares you to step out of that comfort zone, because you WANT some of that.
How does this all relate back to me? On my darkest days, and of late there have been so many, this is something I try to remember. I am a Queen. Yep, capital Queen. I am in charge of all I survey, I lead my own destiny – no one else signs off on my stuff.
A Queen does not let anyone else tell her what to do. She knows what she wants and she goes out to get it. She needs to be diplomatic, and this line is hard on occasion, but she handles it with care. She knows how to hide emotion that can be destructive and learns to bide her time. She understands that life is not fair, and sometimes the hardest decisions are the best.
She revels in the beautiful, without losing sight of the bigger picture. A sunrise shared is worth way more than a bunch of jewels. She remains practical even when that is the last thing she wishes to do. And above all, she places those in her care above herself.
Here is the kick though. A Queen also knows when to take care of herself. She does not stint on what is required to keep herself healthy and sane. She would be unable to care for others, if she herself is lacking.
That’s where I fail as Queen. I do not take care of myself properly. This is a reminder to do just that. To be Queen, it is more than just others – it is me too.
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