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Congratulations to the Grand Prize Winner of the Alicia Keys "As I Am" Contest!

Tue, 13 May 2008 11:54:51 PDT

Jennifer touched our hearts with the story of her mother's struggle as
an immigrant and single mother. As our grand prize winner she traveled
to Las Vegas to see Alicia Keys in concert at the MGM Grand Garden
Arena on May 9th. We were able to arrange for her to meet with Alicia
Keys before the show so she could take this picture!

"The concert was GREAT, she is an awesome performer and meeting her
was so unbelievable!!" - Jennifer

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Am Super

Wed, 09 Apr 2008 18:52:18 PDT

Am Super as the woman i was meant to be from a super girl. Growing pains rough and in the past i see it now iam Not just of impeccable character LOL i feel good and ready to use my blessings to just work for me (Michel Powell1) iam selfish in a good way and i love it "i inspirer myself" and iam the gladest of them all. i have energy to be me and really free like a big butterfly. I know what immortal feels like a super hero/shero i dont have to classifie anyone elses dreams just my own with emphasizing on others i do myself; the hand i was dealt and use my super powers to really enjoy the rest of this life like i was really happy all the time with no pains just pleasure

only the divine in me got me to see that i do have love around me and that is the biggest the in thing not a fad.

I get treated with respect and i respect myself life has its lessons to become

that super hero; when we look to make the right choses for yourself and when leading as we all lead our lives from

day to day.

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Tue, 25 Mar 2008 18:19:02 PDT

SUPERWOMAN is Me!!! Please READ, Comment, and add to FAVS

For the Superwoman nominee, I would have to nominate myself. I am a mother of three beautiful children and I work two jobs to support them.

My life has always been wonderful. At a very young age, I witnessed domestic violence within my family..my mother worked 3 jobs to care for my sister and I. Living the life with no extras, because we couldnt afford it.

At the age of 17 I moved out on my own, and soon after I thought I met a man of my dreams, well I thought wrong! Over the course of my 12 year relationship I was beaten with broken body parts and had 3 children with this horrible person. I finally got the courage to leave and take care of my children, which resulted living in the housing projects. I thought I was finally on the road to a better life.

However, at the of 7 weeks old, my 3rd child was diagnosed with RSV and was in intenstive care for 2 months and couldnt breathe on her own which required a ventilator. Through struggles and help from my church we managed to overcome a near death experience.

If that wasn't enough, at the age 4 my son was diagnosed with bi-polar disorder and required treatment and medications. I continued to support my child alone through the good and bad times and advocate for him the best way I knew how. Through suspensions from school, hospitalizations, I managed to compose myself and stay composed for my family. I not only have a diabled child, but he has inspired me to work with adults and children that have mental and physical disabilties.

In 2004, I got the opportunity to move out of the projects for a better life for my children and myself. I thought things were getting better once and for all.

However, on December 19, 2005, my only son disclosed that he was raped by his babysitters son. Another devistating event of my life. I was emotional tramatized that my son had endured such pain of a sick human being. Through more counseling and court proceedings and I tried to hold my family together with no support of others including their dad. In November 2007, the person who raped my child was given 10 years probation with no jail time served. I thought as a parent, talking with lawyers, investigators, and going to court hearings I would make a diffence in the decision, but nothing changed the sentencing. As a result my trust in the judical system failed.

To this day, I continue to struggle emotionally and financially to raise my kids the best way I know how. My family will never be the same as a result of the trama we have endured. As the parent, I have to stay strong, motivated, and loving, to hold my family together, but deep inside, I am still hurting.

I believe I am the SUPER WOMAN not only for this entry but in everyday life.

ashley

Tue, 18 Mar 2008 20:47:17 PDT

SUPERWOMAN

Fri, 14 Mar 2008 18:03:50 PDT

SUPERWOMAN

Tue, 11 Mar 2008 22:33:28 PDT

My sister, Chris, is a superwoman. Not only is she a trustworthy, thoughtful, and an amazing sister, she is raising two wonderful little girls and a husband. Her entire life she has been giving to her family; she has been a guardian over our handicap brother, she has taught me right from wrong in life (from example of course :-)), and finally she gives back to our parents by helping out with chores at their house on the weekends. Although I have tried to describe in words her talents, she is above words. She is a superwoman.

SUPERWOMAN

Tue, 11 Mar 2008 20:41:23 PDT

For the Superwoman nominee, I would have to nominate myself. I am a mother of three beautiful children and I work two jobs to support them.

My life has always been wonderful. At a very young age, I witnessed domestic violence within my family..my mother worked 3 jobs to care for my sister and I. Living the life with no extras, because we couldnt afford it.

At the age of 17 I moved out on my own, and soon after I thought I met a man of my dreams, well I thought wrong! Over the course of my 12 year relationship I was beaten with broken body parts and had 3 children with this horrible person. I finally got the courage to leave and take care of my children, which resulted living in the housing projects. I thought I was finally on the road to a better life.

However, at the of 7 weeks old, my 3rd child was diagnosed with RSV and was in intenstive care for 2 months and couldnt breathe on her own which required a ventilator. Through struggles and help from my church we managed to overcome a near death experience.

If that wasn't enough, at the age 4 my son was diagnosed with bi-polar disorder and required treatment and medications. I continued to support my child alone through the good and bad times and advocate for him the best way I knew how. Through suspensions from school, hospitalizations, I managed to compose myself and stay composed for my family. I not only have a diabled child, but he has inspired me to work with adults and children that have mental and physical disabilties.

In 2004, I got the opportunity to move out of the projects for a better life for my children and myself. I thought things were getting better once and for all.

However, on December 19, 2005, my only son disclosed that he was raped by his babysitters son. Another devistating event of my life. I was emotional tramatized that my son had endured such pain of a sick human being. Through more counseling and court proceedings and I tried to hold my family together with no support of others including their dad. In November 2007, the person who raped my child was given 10 years probation with no jail time served. I thought as a parent, talking with lawyers, investigators, and going to court hearings I would make a diffence in the decision, but nothing changed the sentencing. As a result my trust in the judical system failed.

To this day, I continue to struggle emotionally and financially to raise my kids the best way I know how. My family will never be the same as a result of the trama we have endured. As the parent, I have to stay strong, motivated, and loving, to hold my family together, but deep inside, I am still hurting.

I believe I am the SUPER WOMAN not only for this entry but in everyday life.

Phenomenal Woman

Tue, 11 Mar 2008 17:38:49 PDT

Lynette is truly a wonderful woman, a mother of two, and a supportive, nurturing, caring, loyal, gracious, and sensitive wife to my brother. Lynette has fully supported my brother, through bad and hard times and for her courage, love, and passion I applaud her. Lynette is a full time working, full time student, volunteer, woman who still makes time for the traditional family lifestyle. I can always rely on Lynette when I need a helping hand with my own children. I feel comfortable and secure when they are in her care. Lynette is a softspoken, classy lady, who still gets her point across in a professional and decent way. Lynette is a good cook, and is always making sure that my niece and nephew are well maintained, which includes getting the best education possible, being healthy, looking clean, and staying active in different activities. Lynette prides herself in her pure generousity that she shows to all her family and friends. Lynette is truly a God send to our family and I always tell my brother that, "God broke the mold when he made Lynette, and that he will NEVER find another woman as extraordinary as Lynette. Lynette is truly a one of a kind. Therefore I highly recommend Lynette, she is a phenomenal woman.

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Tue, 11 Mar 2008 17:19:34 PDT

Growing up I always wanted to be just like my sister. I wanted her job, her house, a husband like hers…everything. She had the model life, from the outside. As I got older, I learned what a Superwoman she actually was….
My sister was diagnosed with cervical cancer at a young age. The doctors all said that she would never be able to have children, so her “dedicated” husband left her. She was able to survive through cancer and deal with the treatments all while still caring for her much older parents. She tried for a few years to have a child, one that would love her unconditionally. She got pregnant a couple of times, and the happiness would envelope around us but would only last for a short time. A few weeks later we would be holding hands at the hospital only to find out that she had another miscarraige.
I can only thank GOD for March 26, 2003 when my sister was able to give birth to my angel. She was a very healthy baby, and we knew it was GOD who could bring such a miracle to us to watch over us and protect us.
After the birth of my niece, my sister’s boyfriend walked out on her and my niece. She was left to support her daughter alone. But my sister did what she had to do to make sure that my neice had everything that she needed.
My sister decided to go back to school to complete her master’s in Shakespearean literature. Halfway through the semester, when we thought everything was going great, my sister’s father’s doctors told us that his cancer was coming back. He previously had surgery to remove the cancerous area no more than 10 years ago, but it had managed to travel back into his life. My sister moved back in with her parents to help financially, physically, and emotionally.
In January 2006, after a long struggle of pain, her father passed on to a better life free of pain. She continued to stay with her mother and comfort her, all the while trying to deal with his death herself. It is still hard.
In early 2007, the doctors told her that her cancer was beginning to develop once again. Being strong, she agreed to try a new procedure that should last only 10 years. Through prayer and support, we were able to get through this. When she went back to the doctors a few months later, they said it looked as if she never had cancer. THANK THE LORD!
In late summer 2007, her mother was diagnosed with breast cancer for the second time. My sister stood by her side supporting her at all times. Her mother had a mastectomy, and through prayer is still standing strong.
My sister is a superwoman! Even when she’s a mess she still finds the strength to put a vest with an “S” on her chest, OH YES!
My sister has always been there for me, and even though we are near 15 years apart, we understand each other more than you would know.

My sister is strong. She is my best friend.
When I first heard the track Superwoman on Alicia Key’s new CD, I immediately thought of my sister…It is my favorite song!

True Definition of a SUPERWOMAN!

Tue, 11 Mar 2008 17:12:45 PDT

Growing up I always wanted to be just like my sister. I wanted her job, her house, a husband like hers%u2026everything. She had the model life, from the outside. As I got older, I learned what a Superwoman she actually was:
My sister was diagnosed with cervical cancer at a young age. The doctors all said that she would never be able to have children, so her oh so dedicated husband left her. She was able to survive through cancer and deal with the treatments all while still caring for her much older parents. She tried for a few years to have a child, one that would love her unconditionally. She got pregnant a couple of times, and the happiness would envelope around us but would only last for a short time. A few weeks later we would be holding hands at the hospital only to find out that she had another miscarraige.
I can only thank GOD for March 26, 2003 when my sister was able to give birth to my angel. She was a very healthy baby, and we knew it was GOD who could bring such a miracle to us to watch over us and protect us.
After the birth of my niece, my sister%u2019s boyfriend walked out on her and my niece. She was left to support her daughter alone. But my sister did what she had to do to make sure that my neice had everything that she needed.
My sister decided to go back to school to complete her master%u2019s in Shakespearean literature. Halfway through the semester, when we thought everything was going great, my sister%u2019s father%u2019s doctors told us that his cancer was coming back. He previously had surgery to remove the cancerous area no more than 10 years ago, but it had managed to travel back into his life. My sister moved back in with her parents to help financially, physically, and emotionally.
In January 2006, after a long struggle of pain, her father passed on to a better life free of pain. She continued to stay with her mother and comfort her, all the while trying to deal with his death herself. It is still hard.
In early 2007, the doctors told her that her cancer was beginning to develop once again. Being strong, she agreed to try a new procedure that should last only 10 years. Through prayer and support, we were able to get through this. When she went back to the doctors a few months later, they said it looked as if she never had cancer. THANK THE LORD!
In late summer 2007, her mother was diagnosed with breast cancer for the second time. My sister stood by her side supporting her at all times. Her mother had a mastectomy, and through prayer is still standing strong.
My sister is a superwoman! Even when she%u2019s a mess she still finds the strength to put a vest with an S on her chest, OH YES!
My sister has always been there for me, and even though we are near 15 years apart, we understand each other more than you would know.

My sister is strong. She is my best friend.
When I first heard the track Superwoman on Alicia Key%u2019s new CD, I immediately thought of my sister%u2026It is my favorite song!

Superwoman

Tue, 11 Mar 2008 10:17:16 PDT

I have to nominate my friend for this position. This is a woman who absolutely personifies the words to this song.."Even when I'm a mess i still put on a vest with an s on my chest..."
Just under 4 years ago was the beginning of trouble for my friend. Her mother suddenly passed away leaving her and her sister behind. Their father had never been in their life so my friend at 24 had to not only take care of herself but was no responsible for her 18 yr old, and her grandmother who was being taking care of by her mother. She was the sole person responsible for making all the arrangements for her mother's funeral, her mothers bills, and making sure her sister was able to keep the living arrangements her mother had for her. In the middle of keeping the family together and making sure they were emotionally ok, she was in the midst of starting a new career herself. Taking the tests and going through the process of becoming a police officer for NYC. SHe accomplished this on her own and hasnt looked back. Not too soon after her mother passed away Her younger sister gave birth to her beautiful niece, leaving her with another responsibility. The following year their grandmother passed away, and once again my friend had to put her emotions aside to make sure everything was taking care of. three years later and just when things seem to be getting better, she finds out that she is pregnant, only to find out three months later that the baby lost its heartbeat. She was devastated and couldn't understand why one person could have to have so much loss. Most people would have just shut down, but not her.. She got her self together as best as she can and continued studying for her promotional exam, and three weeks after finding out she lost her baby took the test and I am proud to say passed and will be becoming a sergeant of the NYC police department. She is a super strong woman in all sense of the term. She takes care of everyone who needs her and has never turned her back on anyone no matter what she was going through. She has been helping to raise her beautiful 3 year old niece, making sure she knows all about her grandmother and great grandmother. And without the help of anyone has achieved everything she has set out to even though she has alot of hurt and pain she keeps inside of her.

Superwomen to Some

Tue, 11 Mar 2008 09:06:58 PDT

My life has been a struggle since I was conceived, for my mother while she was pregnant with me was locked in a four wall room with nothing but a bucket for her necessities and a piece of bread and water the whole nine months. I've seen it all from my younger brother get molested by my grandfather to getting the same treatment from my cousins. At the age of nine I witnessed my father try to burn us alive in our home, and also attempt to run my mother over when me and my younger brother was in the car. Finally getting the strength we fled. Unfortunately to poverty in Puerto Rico, are plumbing almost never worked so we had to use the bathroom with a plastic bag over the bucket and then dig a hole outside to keep the flies out. Me my mother,grandmother and brother slept on the floor side by side with flying roaches at bay and almost starving since we had to go a few days without food because their was no money in sight. Thereafter my mother got involved a few years with my step-father who also tried to kill her in front of me by pushing her out of the window, I however was able to call the cops and get him arrested. Much later in life, I had a terrible motor vehicle accident causing me to have traumatic brain injury that continues to effect me to this day along with a broken femur and chronic back pain. I didn't have enough blood, and was close to dying so my mother even though she was opposed to it they gave me a blood transfusion, just to have one of my kidneys shut down..if it wasn't for my mother's eyes and my grandmother's persistent I would've given up the fight of living. Previously loosing all my close friends due to their betrayals. I survived after two surgeries. But never fail while celebrating being able to be a young adult I went to a night club and celebrated being able to walk normal after a year with crutches, unfortunately that night I got raped and lost my last good friend. Not only did I get raped but I was also given an STD. When I confronted my boyfriend of four years of my crisis he broke up with me. I continued to work and force myself not to let my disabilities control me. Two years ago I was diagnosed with a Borderline Personality Disorder due to my mother's ill treatment while I was being formed. There isn't a day that goes by that I close my eyes and see my mother underneath me and my brother with my father in his car. I grew up blaming him for most of my turmoils. A year and a half ago I forgave him and was in the process of having a daughter and father bond that I always desired. On January 2007 I found myself pregnant with twins by a guy who didn't want anything to do with them and physically threatened to kill me if I kept them. A cold and chilly day in January I got a call from my brother stating that my father was in a coma and had a severe accident. For two months my father was in a coma, I lost the twins and became distraught. Additionally, I put aside the years of bitter and was practically living at the hospital just to be by his side. He was able to get out of the coma, but will now be in a vegetate state. Even though he is still unable to talk or move. I am still trying to form that bond. Later in 2007 I was diagnosed with Lupus and was advised by the specialist that it is evolving and getting worse. However I am not letting that stop me. I just recently last semester returned back to school, taking courses at a nearby college even though I only had an GED diploma due to everyday harassment from classmates. I returned back full time and was able to have an average score, this semester I took a fewer classes and am now currently receiving A's an B's in my classes. despite my physical, mental and emotional disability I did not let it stop me from living and attempt to reach higher, I was also able to get another career opportunity at a Law Firm and my drivers license. Through it all the biggest difficulty was letting go off old pain that I endured from my father to form a bond with him. I've been told that I always bounce back harder then my falls and battles to become a better person. I have suffered it all from racism being the only dark skinned child in a 'KKK' town to loosing loved ones and being betrayed by my closest friends.

living one day at a time

Mon, 10 Mar 2008 21:50:21 PDT

i lost the love of my life/father of my girl on a hot hway when i was running to him all i can see was him covered up i just kept runnig to him hoping to reach him to find hurt not dead, but my biggest fear was right in front of me. I NEVER GOT TO HIM. He hit a car while on his bike breaking every bone in his body. i have 2 wonderful girls 8&3 that i have to life for, i do not think of myself as a superwoman, cause if i was i would have been able to save my world.

New Age Superwoman

Mon, 10 Mar 2008 18:38:05 PDT

Like You'll Never See Me Again-Told a part of my story. My Fiance was killed in a motorcycle accident on May 29th 2007. He didnt die instantly-he was in a coma for 4 days. I was 2.5 months pregnant. I lost my son in August. I am a single mother to a 4yr old little girl. I have an AA in Criminal Justice and I'm currently working on a BA in Social work and Criminal Justice. I work full time at NCC and will start a new job at Univision on March 20th. I have gone through all this and Im only 23 years old. I feel that I am a new age superwoman.

ME N MY SON

Mon, 10 Mar 2008 16:22:16 PDT

18 but he keeps me going every day only 1 i live 4 don't know what i would b with out him

ME

Mon, 10 Mar 2008 16:22:13 PDT

Young single mom but still FLY!!

teriona

Mon, 10 Mar 2008 14:54:55 PDT

I think that my mom should be known as "SUPERWOMAN", because my mom has struggled so much with raising 14 kids by herself. My mom is a survivor. We slept in her van for a month in the parking lot of my mom's job because my step dad threw my mom and all of us out of our house. When my mom got her pay check we spent 13 days at a hotel and finally my mom found an apartment in whispering pines, and it still wasn't the end of her struggling days we went month after month after month after month with no food and half the time no lights. But still my mom never gave up on us. My step dad found out where we were hiding out at and he came to my moms apartment and beat her so bad that it took her 3 days to see out of her left eye again and a week to recover from back aches, a fractured rib, minor scratches and horrible bruises. Although my mom suffered from bad headaches and soreness she still didn't give up. My little brother got into some serious trouble in the apartment complex and we were evicted out of the apartment. So again we were sleeping in the van. Our van as our home didn't last that long my mom found a house in Hogansville and we were out of the van and into our new home. Sound exciting doesn't it, well it was at first but the end of the month we were in the dark again and this lasted up until i was sixteen in half years old. My mom struggled with food, and money to pay her light bills. She didn't have her van anymore because she hit a deer and it flew through the windshield and bust front motor and exhaust all to pieces the van no longer could crank up. Finally thrpugh all these beatings and going without meals and trying to provide for all of us and keep us desent for school my mom's mother passed away and my mom went into an anti-social crisis, she no longer spoke to anyone again for about a month, but she still didn't give up trying she kept strong for us her children. When my mom came back to reality and started to speak again she was a total different person. Through all this i took my mom for granted and didn't understand why we had to struggle so much i even told her that i hated her and left her house for 3 months, my mom never gave up on me and the other children. My mom was so stressed oput and depressed and so wore down and tired of fighting with life, my was on the edge of having a heart attack because she suffer so bad with hihg blood pressure. When my mom found out she put on her brave face and never looked back she kept forward into life and still she never gave up on us. My mom stayed strong for all 14 of her children, this isn't even the beginning of my mom's struggles. at 17 i dropped out of school and ended up getting pregnant i recently had my baby girl february 2008, and you know what my mom didn't talk bad about me, she didn't call me out my name, and she never gave up on me and the other children. Til this day my mom continue to struggle, but she seem to always stay strong for us. I love my mom so much, and today and always she will forever be my "SUPERWOMAN".

I am the greatest mom

Mon, 10 Mar 2008 14:32:10 PDT

My two girls are my world.

I am a super woman

Mon, 10 Mar 2008 08:28:44 PDT

HI, my name is Maria Vazquez and this is my story...I'm from Puerto Rico and I have 2 kids (7 and 4 years old) they are my reason of being a super woman. I was in a bad relationship with my kids dad and after 10 years of living together on and off I decided to leave in search of a better life for my kids and my self. I couldn't take feeling sorry for my self any more, feeling like I wasn't needed or apreciated in this world, feeling like there wasn't a place for me in this world. So I decided to walk out with my kids, I just packed a few things and left on Dec 26, 2006 leaving behind a beautifull house, friends and family. I moved to CT and after 2 months I started to study Human Services, I graduated on june/07 and now I'm working 2 jobs,one as a child care specialist at a safe home with DCF children and another with mentally chalenged seniors. I'm able to pay my bills and take good care of my children. I know none of this would be possible without the help of my 2 super heroes...my mom and dad who takes care of my kids when I have to work late. I personally think that every woman who is a role modle to her family and others is a ''SUPER WOMAN''...YES WE ARE!!!

My SuperWoman

Mon, 10 Mar 2008 07:20:38 PDT

su·per·wom·an

1. A woman who performs all the duties typically associated with several different full-time roles; 2. A woman with more than human powers. (www.thefreedictionary.com)

For me, you would have to add 3. Mother.

My mother, like all mothers, is a superwoman. Although she has always been a housewife, she works full-time. Her many jobs include, wife, mother, nurse, chef, maid, laundress, chauffeur, and entertainer to just name a few. It wasn’t easy for her taking care of her five sons and me, the only daughter. My brothers certainly gave her quite a time when they were younger, some still do. If that wasn’t enough, my parents also adopted a niece and nephew whose parents unfortunately are quite a disappointment, in order to give the children a better life. As such, no sooner did my mother just finish raising her own children, but now she is raising her grandchildren.

Now, I know lots of other parents are taking care of their grandchildren these days. However, it takes a real special person and a real superwoman to have raised her own six children to then raise two of her grandchildren. But, if that were not enough, my mother has also had the added stress of her adopted grandson being diagnosed with leukemia. So, for going on two years now, she has been dealing with that as well. Add in all the normal stresses of everyday living, and it shows that she must have superhuman abilities. She strives for a postive attitude when others have not, she is amazing.

So, if I were to say there was a superwoman, my mother would be number one.

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Mon, 10 Mar 2008 07:18:26 PDT

Me spend a day at the rodeo with my girlfriend and her nieces

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Sun, 09 Mar 2008 20:04:12 PDT

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Sun, 09 Mar 2008 19:37:28 PDT

my insparation

Sun, 09 Mar 2008 16:20:10 PDT

what inspires me is my 2 yr old son he gives me a reason 2 wake up every day as i know everything in life i am doing for myself and for him knowing that im giving him a good life