Thirty-one came quietly
She crept in with no applause or fanfare

It’s not as if she was not welcomed
Her place just hadn’t been determined

She wore not the crown of 30
Certainly not the victory of 21

She waltzed in mature
Too proud to announce her presence
But wondering if she was noticed

She was certain her time had come,
But questioned how to live it

Had giggling gone out of style last year?
Was lip gloss no longer trendy?

By this time she thought she would be sure
But teenage insecurities still haunt her

She stands a grown up child with children
An adult who still day dreams

Yet she came to BE
Because she was supposed to
Prepare her for thirty-two

This year I AM and it feels so good. See I've spent a lot of time talking about what I want to be. What I used to do. What I'm planning for...This year I AM. I figure why wait. If I've accepted in my spirit what I am to do and I am doing it to WHATEVER degree than I AM.

So if you're waiting to be blessed with a child, then you are a mother. You can claim that. It can be you. If you're completing formal education to become something. Why wait? You are...just as I AM. It's a wonderful feeling to define these things for myself.

Since I've declared that I AM doors are opening all over the place. I'm rejoicing in this energy and I want this for all my sisters. I want you to BE as I AM!