When? When! When!?...
by Peppur Chambers
As a woman approaching an interesting age…one which I deemed when I was 25 would most certainly be my best and most prominent age, I often think of the things women approaching the “interesting age” tend to think:
When will I get married?
When will I have kids?
When will I have a home?
When will I be fabulous?
When, When, When, When…?
When do we stop asking “When”? Admittedly, when I started writing this piece, I was going to speak of my fears on not knowing the answers to the first three questions I posed regarding marriage, kids, and home (I feel somewhat confident about being fabulous; I did read Kimora Lee Simmon’s book “Fabulosity”, after all!). However, my thoughts changed.
Quite frankly, the “marriage, kids, and home” things are topics just about every girl has been talking about in some form or fashion since she was twelve years old. And, while I’m genuinely curious about when or if these things will happen to me (a self-proclaimed independent woman who is in her first –yes, I said “first” – serious relationship at this interesting age)…I guess I’m starting to tire of the question…just a little.
At this point, these are our personal things that get worked out when and if they get worked out. I do know that most of us get what we ask for; whether it happens through the workings of The Secret or the Bible. The adage, “Ask and ye shall receive” tends to almost always come to fruition, right? That being said, I have plenty of family and friends from high school, college, and these recent years who have homes, a spouse and children. I imagine they got these things because not only did they ask for them, they also prepared themselves by making choices and living a life that was open to receiving what they asked for. I know when I look quietly at myself and research past journal rants for historical evidence, I’m pretty sure I only asked for a boyfriend. Well, thankfully, I’ve got that now! It took much longer than I ever thought, but I suppose I just hadn’t prepared myself sufficiently for what I’d asked.
I s’pose that instead of continuing to ask (or scream) “When?! When?! When?!”, we really need to sit down in a lady-like fashion and look at the HOW rather than the WHEN. Perhaps back to Brown Betties Know Best MAIN
The "Brown Betties” are the sultry, sassy, sophisticated performers of LA’s 1940s bed-time story, “Harlem’s Night: A Cabaret Story” created by Peppur Chambers, in which she also performs.
Peppur is a writer/actor/producer living in LA. Read stories from her forthcoming book, "Making Lemonade: Bittersweet Tales from an Actress Being Squeezed in LA” at www.imapeppur.blogspot.com. She is published in "SPLIT: Stories from a Generation Raised on Divorce" which can be purchased on Amazon.com.
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