You are not late — this is what you were always becoming
Most women arrive late to their power. That’s how it works. You are not behind. You are exactly on time.
There are women who get it early.
There are women who give blowjobs in their twenties — with a smile — because it feels right.
There are women who never let their man fall asleep without spilling himself into their hands.
And that’s beautiful.
But this is not about them.
This is about me.
This is about you.
I didn’t get it in my twenties.
I didn’t get it in my thirties.
I was too busy surviving.
Too busy fighting.
Too busy working.
Too busy raising children.
Too busy resenting.
I thought marriage was performance.
I thought sex was obligation.
I thought being a wife was tolerating a man long enough to avoid divorce.
I was wrong.
I am not late.
I am not behind.
I am exactly on time.
Because what I have now —
What I see now —
What I command now —
Only came because of what I lived through.
Direction comes first
I direct him.
I place him.
I receive him.
Direction is clear.
Stroke yourself.
Come here.
Stand there.
Show me.
Placement is intentional.
On my breasts.
On my stomach.
On my tongue.
Where I say.
Receiving is mine.
Not to flatter him.
Not to entertain him.
Not to perform.
But to complete him.
Because I say so.
Not because I’m catching up.
Not because I’m trying to win.
But because this —
Right now —
Is what I was always becoming.
Matriarch.
That’s not late.
That’s timeless.