She is the soul of the earth — its quiet pulse and its unshakeable foundation. She is strength disguised as softness, a protector who shields others while rarely asking to be shielded herself. She is the fruit bearer, the multitasker, the one who carries entire worlds within her hands and still shows up with a smile.
Scattered across every corner of this globe, she faces more than the world will ever fully acknowledge. She is sexualized when she should be celebrated, blamed when she should be believed, and silenced when she deserves to be heard. When life’s trauma—direct or indirect—leaves her unwhole, the world does not pause to ask why. It simply labels her “difficult,” “bitter,” or “too much.” Yet even from her wounds, she rises.
She is selfless by nature and nurturing by design. Whether she carries the title of wife, sister, mother, aunt, grandmother, or simply woman—she is always present for someone else, pouring herself out emotionally, financially, physically, and spiritually, often before she pours into herself.
To the Women Who Were Blamed
To every woman shamed for her season of life—for being single, barren, or divorced; for surviving widowhood; for raising children alone—hear this clearly: it is not your fault. Your worth was never defined by your marital status, your womb, or the opinions of those who could not understand your journey.
To the Women Who Were Silenced
Virginia Giuffre. Image (Wikimedia Commons)
Chioma Okoli was detained by the powerful owner of a food company simply for speaking her truth — and in that ordeal, she lost her pregnancy. Tracy Ohiri was arrested for doing nothing more than asking for money owed to her since 2014 by a government minister. Virginia Giuffre stood before the world and named her abusers when silence would have been far easier. The women of Chibok, Dapchi, Baga, and Kwara were taken, violated, and terrorized—yet they endured. To each of you: your suffering has not gone unseen. History owes you more than it has given.
To the Indefatigable Natasha Akpoti-Uduaghan
You stood where many would have fallen. You chose truth over comfort and resistance over silence. You are a reminder that courage is a woman’s native language—and that no powerful institution can permanently suppress a woman who knows her worth.
To the Grieving Mothers
To every mother who has buried a child before their time—whose arms still ache with an absence the world cannot fully comprehend—my heart bows in your direction. Grief that size deserves more than a moment’s acknowledgment.
To Omotunde—and Every Woman She Represents
Omotunde, the resilient soul at the heart of my book Beyond the Goat Pen, is more than a character—she is every African woman who walked barefoot through unimaginable terrain and still arrived at her destiny. This day, I celebrate her and every real woman she embodies.
To My Mother
You were the first face of strength I ever knew. She is the living proof that a woman can carry an entire world and still pour out love. Beyond the Goat Pen exists because of you. Thank you.
Happy International Women’s Day to every woman who is still standing. You are not just enough—you are extraordinary.
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