Encourage Yourself!

Beverly Bowman
4 min readDec 2, 2022
Photo by Cottonbro-Studio

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. Romans 15:13

When I was coming up, the words like encouraging and encouragement were never used. No one in my family ever encouraged me to do anything. I had never even heard of the word.

Growing up, life experiences have suggested that I am supposed to surround myself with people who will encourage me. I ask myself where do they do that at? “My foster parents never encouraged me, my teachers never encouraged me. Other family members didn’t have a clue.”

The community must have been the best-kept secret in town. Never knew we had a community. The only thing I ever knew growing up was to go to school, do my homework, and go outside and play. On the weekends I got to do chores like washing, ironing, folding clothes, and cleaning the house. Oh, Gee! After all that was done, we would get an allowance. Every week we would get an allowance. Every Saturday, or every other Saturday. It was a long time ago, I was a little girl, and I just remember it was regular.

We were never encouraged to do anything with our allowance, like invest or save money. I ask you, would that count as an encouragement, no encouragement? I remember my older siblings when they came home to visit, would always leave us money. They never encouraged us to do anything with the money. It was never a lot of money, but it was money just the same. If I were encouraged to save, it might have instilled financial responsibility in me, instead of the opposite.

In my case strengths, positivity, dreams, and skills were never at the forefront of my mind or my family's mind. Being raised in a foster home is one thing, though it was a good foster home as far as a nice home, and provision was plenty. But! It was a very strict foster home. “When you are snatched from the only home you have ever known at 12 years old, it messes with you for a long time!”

When the State of New York is your legal guardian there is no telling where you might wind up. I wound up in a group home for the next six years. Living in a group home doesn’t leave much for self-motivation when you are twelve years old. Years later, you wake up one day, and you realize you're all alone.



Beverly Bowman

I write to inspire others as well as myself. If I can make some money along the way, I see that as another form of inspiration.https://beeready315.medium.com/su