For those who do not know...A sista is only 20 years of age. My 21st Birthday is around the corner. It seems as if I have been 20 for years. I know the big question is What am I going to do? So many folks say I HAVE TO DO IT BIG! Well what if I don't want to do it big for my 21st birthday? I don't want to go all out! I just want to have a relaxed time and my BEER...finally! Yes I want a beer and I know just the place to get one. I have been doing much thinking about where I want to go. That remains a secret. I have also been thinking about who I want to spend it with. That to also remains a secret. However I do know I want to hit up a Reggae club in Oakland. Grind on a couple men one good time, and a particular gentlemen. I am not the big, extravagant in your face type of Black woman! Yesterday I ordered a coral colored dress with brown leather strapped heels. 5-10 business days to arrive. So waiting around to receive that.
Me turning 21 years old entails much more than the simple fact that I am officially legal to be apart and accepted in society. Turning 21 years old to me is a leap in my life, a form of self realization and self check. No longer am I 20 or in my teen years. I am now embarking into a new form of Black woman hood and accountability for myself as an adult. Turning 21 is an eye awakening experience I am grateful to see!
More to come...
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