So it was my birthday yesterday, and in case you never heard, it isn’t too much of a good feeling when you know you are drastically aging and there’s nothing you can do about it. pls don’t doubt me. I’m talking from experience!
I feel so old that when younger people drag me into their juvenile conversations, I’m tempted to start off with an advice, and then end with the popular proverb ‘what an elder sees when sitting down, a child cannot see even if he climbs the tallest tree’.
Writing this made me remember a time I so wanted to become an adult. I wanted to live like a grown up, do what grown ups did and have all that freedom, but now, I don’t think I want to age anymore. It came too early! For heaven’s sake, the year hasn’t even matured, and I am already growing spiritual grey hair!
Please, if there is any 9-year-old here whose best topic in social studies is trade by barter, pls come to my house let us exchange age. It comes with extra benefits of owning my adult wardrobe, my adult freedom,my adult life and of cos, my adult problems.
I really want to be young again. Life was less problematic as a child. I want those years I would watch cartoons all day and the worst challenge of the day would be choosing beween Tom and Jerry on STV and Pinky & the brain on LTV. I want those days I’d sleep and roll from my bed to the floor without having to wake up at night to think of my life and how much I have achieved and what next. Those days I’d buy my sanitary pad and hide it inside my shirt b/cos I was embarrassed and shy. I didn’t want people to know I used a pad or perhaps the fact that I had a vagina. I miss also, the undiluted liberty of bathing in the rain.
You see, when I was younger, I thought at this age, I would own my estates, have the cars, have the booming businesses, and be on Forbes list as the Linda Ikeji or Chimamanda of our time but WordPress is where I am today, telling y’all that none of these happened. Not yet! the only soothing thing about old age for me right now, is how everyone calls me Aunty, and how they prostrate to greet me at all hrs of the day.
Although, I didn’t throw a birthday bash, I had amazing testimonies I’d like to see as God’s way of wishing me a Happy Birthday. One of our blog visitors, Mr N, flooded my bank account yesterday with lots of money! Oh yes! He said he wanted us to move to a self hosted domain💃💃💃💃 This is not the first time Mr N has gone out of his way for me without me asking. God bless you abundantly Mr N. I can’t thank you enough.
Again, Another blog visitor gave me a pre-birthday job offer. I really cannot thank you people enough. Thanks for thinking for me. I pray God will never stop thinking for you also.
And yes! To all my amazing bloggers who had nominated me for various awards, I am totally grateful to you. Forgive that I have not found time to make a post on the awards. I am a very forgetful and lazy person you know. Thanks to sim, cindy, George, treasure, girleccentric (I guess that’s all) Pls guys, do check out these blogs. If you love me, you’d love them too. They all inspire me!
I also want to appreciate my loyal Bvs for taking time to be here. I know i am neither the best writer nor blogger, but for some reason, majority of you keep coming back. Thank you all. It can only get better!
Thanks to everyone and thanks to God for a blessed yesterday!!❤❤