My life has been a blur the past couple of weeks. Between school, work, meetings, traveling, and everything else; I barely have time for myself. Anyways this blog post is not about how exhausted I have been instead to share with you something that recently happened to me but forgot to share.
So about a week ago I turned 21 years old. Before that, for the past 20 years of my life, I heard my parents tell me not to have a boyfriend until I had an established career. Not to take any relationship(s) seriously because I was young and all guys wanted to do was take advantage of me. Now that I am 21 it is a different ball game. The other day I had routinely called my mother and was talking to her. She had asked me how had I spent my first night being 21 and of course I kind of left out the part where I went to the bar and got drunk with my girlfriends like every 21 year old does. I proceeded to tell her that I was cold (I was walking to work at this point) and she replied with: "Well if you had a boyfriend he would have been warming you up." There was a silence on my end of the line. What was I suppose to say? I didn't know if this was a trick remark of some sort. She proceeded in telling me that it was about time that I went out there and found someone deem of me because I was "getting old" (MAJOR INSULT!). Basically my mother told me that time waits for no one. That it takes 2 people to find each other. Not just a woman sitting at home waiting for the "right man" to come find her because there isn't a "right man". That love will pull people together and break them apart but at the end of the day the only thing that counts is that you're willing to go out there and risk being pulled apart once more (she was referring to my ex-boyfriend here). I learned something new that day. Peace and Love kids!