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Just A Woman With A Dream
When you can’t call yourself a girl anymore.
Last night I made the very first, Thoughts Of A Woman being live announcement on YouTube.
In the message, I wrote a silly joke: “Nothing to see here, just a girl chasing her dreams….” I then stopped dead in my tracks and noticed the word “girl.” The very first thought that came to mind was, I’m not a girl anymore, I can’t call myself a girl, for a second I giggled and changed it to “woman”.
Sometimes I forget that I’m 33 years old, turning 34 in June. I guess age is really nothing but a number. My little sister was so shocked the other day when I said my age out loud, she was like are you 33 now?
Years ago, when I just finished school, a year after that, I had my son. We went to live with my father for a while, and we went to Gold Reef City one Saturday. At the gate, they asked our age, and my father told the security lady our ages, mine, my sister and my cousins. He then returned to us and said the security guard didn’t believe him when he told her my age. My cousin then burst out laughing and said that people would say I’m the younger one and they're older than me. My father then looked at my cousin and said, That isn’t something to be proud of. My father was a very straight shooter. I see my son inherited the very same don’t beat around the bush…