Womanly Woes

 

Here’s the rest of the story that I promised you back in Paper Purgathon- Perch.

This pic is from the day I became a “woman.”      It started out as a happy day- we were going to Busch Gardens with some friends.     YAY!       (The 2 women in front of me are Mama, on the left, and our friend, Kathy, to the right.)

The back story is: I was 15 and 1/2, and had not become a “woman” yet.     All my other friends and family, aunts my age, cousins, etc, had become “women” when they were 13 or so.    2 and a half YEARS before me!!     And here I still was a little girl!!      Not only was I sad about it, I was angry!!       And scared!!        I truly was wondering whether I was really a girl or not!      I had been begging Mama to take me to the Dr, for testing to see what was wrong with me!        With her wisdom, she refused.       She told me to try to calm down, that I really was a girl for sure, and wait.    I demanded to know HOW she knew I was really a girl, not a defective weirdo.     She told me to trust her, as my Mama, she promised I would become a woman soon.    She had been a late bloomer too.   And she warned me, that when I did, I’d be sorry that I wasted all that time griping, instead of enjoying NOT being a woman!

I told her “NO!   I will NEVER be sorry I’m a woman, once I finally do become one, IF I EVER do!”     (Just like every defiant, bratty child ever, in the whole world.)

Well, that pic shows the story, don’t it?      I became a woman, at Busch Gardens.     And was I happy about it??        You tell me??     NOPE!     As sure as Mama had predicted, it was NOT fun!     I was NOT glad it happened!!     I wanted it to stop now!      I was over it, thanks!

I can imagine God was up in heaven, listening to me gripe, sighing.     “Melinda, Melinda, Melinda.     You wanted to be a woman, but I was delaying it till you were ready.   You weren’t happy.     Now, you’re a woman, and you’re not happy!       What will make you happy??”

And I can imagine an angel leaning over, and whispering, “Um, God?”

God says “Yes?”

The angel:  “You created her, don’t you know what will make her happy??”

God says. “Sure I do, but she don’t wanna listen to me!     I’ve been telling her Mama what to say, and her Mama’s been saying it, but will she listen??       Nooooooo.”

 

{If you think this sounds irreverent, it’s not meant to be.     It’s just my thoughts.}

So, the moral of the story is:  Be patient for what you want!    Sometimes God is delaying it for your own good!    And, when you finally get what you’ve been asking for for YEARS- try to be grateful!!!

 

 

And I’ve been a woman to this day.       {But I really was happy when I had a hysterectomy- just saying!}