A ring on the finger before 30, that’s what every middle-aged woman dreams of. The dream, however, has slowly turned into desperation. There is a burning maternal urge to nurture another human being with a preferable companion on the side. It is almost like a rush of gold. Many women will do just about anything to be the neck of a family, even if it means losing their self-value.
Looking at Mary’s life, at 25 years old she parts ways with her boyfriend of three years after she caught him pants down at his house. Bitter, she goes on a wild rampage, sleeping with every Greg and Ben since she has completely lost trust in men. This, she thinks, is just a phase and probably will give her closure and probably trust again. Four years down the line, the trust issues still linger and she suddenly wakes up to the realization that it’s one more year to go and her extended family is poking at her to introduce to them a worthy man to call husband. Desperate to prove a point to her peers and family, she finds an easy way to do away with the nagging from her family and friends.
Since Greg has been her ‘go-to’ guy for the longest time compared to Ben, she makes a decision not to swallow the monthly birth control pills. Six months with a well-rounded belly, she convinces Greg to let her move in before she delivers the bundle of ‘joy ’. He obliges but continues living his life, since he was never ready to settle down and still has Lucy and Grace on the side to have fun with. Five years down the line, Greg is married to Becky and there’s hope they will live happily ever after.
Mary is now thirty five years old, single, bitter and talks ill of Greg during the weekly women meetings but for how long? For the rest of her life she will be looking for a way to make her life whole again. Joining a church group consisting of other women who have experienced a similar ordeal, frequenting night clubs hoping the one-night stands will one day bloom into a relationship or entertaining that 60 year old married man hoping he’ll make her a second wife before her 40th birthday. She could only settle for anything with a sense of companionship, maybe not security.
So many women have and are still narrating the same story as Mary’s. Mary has become the typical woman in the society.
A woman’s value is one of the most important virtues that attributes her quality. The quality of a woman determines her probable happiness in the future; a woman of worth only attracts similar characteristics in a man who would eventually make a lifetime partner.
Women are losing their value everyday hoping it will be restored as soon as they settle down to make a family but it always catches up with them.
Whatever happened to women valuing themselves and keeping themselves pure for their future husbands? Purity and chastity have become like a song in the wind, which rarely blows. Society, they may say, makes them this way, but does society suffer the consequences they experience throughout their lifetime?
Where is it written that a woman should be married by the time she is 30 years old? Society might have dictated this, but is it so hard for a woman to value herself to a level where she writes her own life story albeit pressure from peers and family?
Women should rise above societal demands and love themselves without settling for less or staying in convenient relationships. Perhaps then the world will embrace them much better and be a happier place for them to be.
“You attract your own quality.”