Marcia Williams

WILLIAMS, MARCIA GENEVIEVE
Marcia Genevieve Williams was born on June 22nd in 1962 to Rudolph and Vienna Medford in St. James, Trinidad.
Marcia Medford attended Mucurapo Girls RC School in St. James. She was a very playful child and would play marbles with the boys. She also loved riding her bike.
She migrated to the United States in July 1974. She attended Sacred Heart R.C School in Cambria Heights, Queens NY and then would later go on to attend Martin Van Buren HS.
She attended Lincoln University for one semester and then transferred to Pace University where she graduated with a bachelor's degree in computer science in 1985. Upon graduation, she worked for Met Life insurance company and then decided to join the US Air Force in 1986. She served nine years active duty and then went to the reserves. She would travel from Orlando to the base in Tampa. On the two hour ride she strengthened her relationship with God by having many conversations with him which prepared her to face her challenges.
During those years she worked for Florida Hospital and embarked as a network technician.
She also became a Mary Kay Cosmetics Director. She officially retired from the U S Air Force after 27 years of service.
While on vacation prior to joining the service on a vacation to Trinidad; she met Charles Williams. They went on to marry in 1987 and in 1988 they were gifted with their beautiful daughter Aria.
Marcia was a very articulate, phenomenal and spiritual woman. Marcia was so maternal and loved all babies. She took care of all her nieces and nephews she counseled and mentored numerous friends and family who looked up to her. Marcia was inspiration to ALL whose lives she crossed paths with.
Marcia lived her life to the fullest she loved to travel; she enjoyed going to Trinidad and playing Mass with Charles. Marcia loved entertaining family and friends, however when it came to the cooking she left that to her sisters and her guests, especially Alecia.
Marcia's greatest joy of her life was her two grandchildren Julez and Jillian. They were her motivation to fight for her life. She was strong, courageous and because of her faith she would say, "God got me." She gave her family and friends the strength they needed on this journey with her. She was selfless; She would say, "I'm glad it's me and not Charles or Aria". She never once said "why me?"
Marcia was an outstanding wife, mother, daughter, sister, aunt and friend. She was an outstanding human being!
Marcia was preceded in the death of her father, Rudolph Medford and her brother Michael. She leaves behind her husband Charles, Daughter Aria, Son-in-law Matt and her grandchildren Julez and Jillian. Her mother Vienna Medford, her siblings Keith, Kathleen, Ian, Andy and Marlon; her nephew Keith whom she would call her son including many other nephews and nieces too many to name. As well as many cousins, especially the Wests and the Richardson Family. Lots of God Children and many "best friends" too many to name.


Phenomenal Woman
By Maya Angelou
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

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