Am I my Sister's Keeper?

                                                                                                        

Am I my Sister's Keeper? I am not referring to a biological sister, but another woman, a neighbor, a woman who looks like me. Can I honestly say that I genuinely care about someone I don't even know? There was a time, in my younger days. When I said...

"I just can't seem to get along with other women; I do better with men, than I do women."

 It didn't mean that I hated on other women, it just meant that I wasn't outgoing, a social butterfly, so to speak.... I was more comfortable with being by myself, than not getting along with anyone. When I gravitated to a like-minded person, I got along very well with other women.  I was very shy, that was more of the issue, than me not liking other women.  I'm sure there are a lot of women who feel the same way. Then there are those women who love to gossip and hate on other women, or the green-eyed monster women who because of her own insecurities can't stand if a woman is dressed better, look better or get more attention than her.

There are various reasons why women are more critical of other females but one thing is certain, when you look at the emotional, physical and mental makeup of women we are basically all the same. Sure, there are different degrees to each woman; in certain situations our reactions to different circumstances are similar from mild to extreme responses.

 For me, I do generally care about other women, the various issues and concerns we go through on a daily basis. It is one of the reasons I created this blog. As a woman, I feel like I have a lot to offer my fellow sisters, who may be going through the same situations, dilemmas and experiences that I have already gone through or some sisters may have gone through situations that I've never experienced. This is why it is important that we start being a little more conscientious to how we treat each other. Be a little more respectful and kind; take the time to greet each other on the street without the eye-rolling and refusing to speak. We need to get back to the communal way of thinking like our grandparents and great-grandparents. It took a village to raise a child back then, ladies and we are the nurturers of the village now and in the future. So, I'm taking the first step outside of my immediate circle to be my sister's keeper. The next time you see a sister on the street, at the mall or in the grocery store, look her in the eyes, smile and say hello.....

you've made the first step towards sisterhood.