His height, his sturdiness, behind her was what she needed. It was what every woman needed… a man to carry the weight when it got too heavy. Too many black queens were forced to play the role of king because of the absence of the men in their lives.
Hate to admit this, but this is true too. I grew up in a single mother household so I watched the woman be both king and queen. As I became an adult, I carried that with me and it wasn’t until I met my fiance that I realized that carrying both titles is exhausting. It’s SO refreshing having him be the King in our household. He treats me like a Queen. We support each other. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
