As a woman, life has been pre determined and felt like
a syllabus. I find that we women are always in hurry to
catch up with our peers. I mean go to school, then
campus then start working and make sure we’re dating- or
try to and then get married before the big three O. If not, try
for a baby before the ovaries expire. Get a masters degree
because ‘mother’ thinks it’s important. Buy a plot, try an
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build a home or buy a house. Try a hand in business
because everyone is doing a side-gig. And before we can
get the grip of things kids show up…sooner rather than
later they are going to school. It then dawned on me how fast life has gone by and I have
never lived my life. Since I was born, everything always had
to do with parents (them making decisions for what they
thought was good for me…) now it’s the husband, the kids,
the friends…. Fast forward, at three O…Wait a minute….wait a minute
am all grown and independent! I don’t have the space or
the energy for ME yet we all live once damn it! My life is precious and should be handled with care,
though with lots of responsibilities, who says I
should not live it! I tell myself that I should live life to
the fullest and make every minute of it a good
history. I should be in charge of my decisions and
be responsible of its outcome. I look at myself in
the mirror every morning and surprised at the limits
I can achieve because I can push myself beyond
the limits of society. I can have no regrets because I simply just do ME. I can create a space and place where I can wonder,
be naked with my feelings and not feel ashamed. A
place where I can roam from room to room and
paint the walls of my life with colors of my choice
because they are warm and pink and fit and make
sense to me alone. (…to hell with you!) That is the
place where I want be me, date me and have no
worries of what people say about me.
