It is my birthday in a bit and I am so excited.In a society where a thirty-year-old single woman is considered an outcast or an underprivileged human being.
In a society where you are judged by your ability to keep a man rather than your intelectual capabilities, a society where people consider your achievements invalid because you still go by miss when you are thirty.
I am thirty, single but not alone.
The Breath of life,Clothes on my back,Salvation of my soul,Money in my pocket,Food on my table,The love of two parents,Wonderful siblings who make me feel like a queen,Friends who can give up their lives for me,Shelter over my head,New connections,I choose not to forget;The friends that disappointed me,Heartbreaking disappointments,The contracts I lost,The tears I shed,Those days when I couldn’t afford a square meal,The guys I liked who never liked me back,The salary which didn’t last till the next pay day,Those nights when I cried myself to sleep,Not to forget that am still single.Yet am grateful to God.I may not be where I thought I ought to beBut I have come a long way from where I was same time last year.
I have a lot to be grateful for.