In the last two and a half months, I have been to 3 weddings. It seems that I have gotten to that point in my life where weddings have become a part of my social calendar. For the sake of comparison, I’ll let you know that the last time I went to a wedding prior to this period was my aunt’s wedding in 2012. Now, it has become a regular turn-up for me.
I enjoy going for weddings. I think it’s a great way to spend a Saturday, especially a Nigerian wedding. You get to dress up and look cute and there is so much food to eat, a lot of alcohol is flowing and the music is popping. I can tell you that there is nothing like a Nigerian wedding.
In going for all these weddings, there is a new reality that I am suddenly faced with: This could be me in a couple of years. In a couple of years, I could be the one getting married. My day will be on people’s social calendar. There will be people trooping to the wedding that I don’t even know and will never know that they were there. I would be a Mrs., a wife and the only question that is on my mind is, ‘HOW THE FUCK DID I GET HERE?’
I mean, I know how I got here. It’s just that it came so fast. While I am young and have no plans on getting married anytime soon, I do realise that I am not so far away from it any longer. I am not a little girl anymore and for all intents and purposes, I am now a woman. Any relationship that I get into now, is not for jokes or bants or to see how it goes. If I am to date someone, it is with the notion that we are headed in that direction. If that is not the case, then there is no point.
This is why I am not rushing the process. I am not trying to get into anything serious until I am ready for it. While I am a strong woman who is trying to get my career on track and be the best person that I can be for myself, I am also excited at the prospect of starting a family at some point in my life and with every wedding, the reality of this gets clearer and clearer.