Where is IT?

by Cindilola

Where is it . . . ?

Where is my White Picket Fence and my 2.5 kids? I’m turning 30 and it’s nowhere to be found.

I see it in the future and try not to stress about it, but OMG, for real?

It’s my fault, I wasted 2.5 years of my life with a No No. Sure he was charming and nice and sweet-but all that was just a game. I guess? He was a very good liar (that’s for another blog, lol).

So now that I’ve picked up the pieces to my life and moved on, I have met an amazing man but it’s only been 8 months. So it’s not his fault: he’s new to my life. We are still getting to know each other, but like seriously . . . . . . . .

I want my White Picket Fence and 2.5 kids. Isn’t that the American Dream?

Sure, I’m not American, so what? For an African, it’s an even sadder!

My mother once said “if you were in the village at 20 you’d have 4 kids and a husband” lol really mom?

Any whoo, I digress . . . still waiting on it. I now have to pretend I’m not rushing for it because that will scare him away. . .Jeez?

All I’m saying is . . . I’m ready for it . . . and I want it with him.