I am a woman

Me on my first day becoming a woman.  Don't I look so much more womanly?

Today is a very special day.

That is because today I officially became a woman.

I didn't hit puberty.
I didn't lose my virginity. (Oh, so scandalous!)
I didn't find out I'm pregnant.
I didn't fall in love.
I didn't suddenly discover my purpose in life.
I didn't start my first real job.

No, no.  I didn't do any of those things today.

What happened was of far more significance.

It happened in the kitchen.  I was trying to make soup.  The recipe called for minced garlic, chicken boullion, an onion, italian sausage, potatoes, and crushed red peppers.

And do you know what?

I had all of those ingredients.  Already.  On hand.  In my house.

A year ago I didn't even know what it means to mince garlic and I had no idea that such a thing as chicken boullion even existed.  The most time I had ever spent in the kitchen was to heat up some Sizzler left overs.  And here I am now, practically a professional chef  having chicken boullion on hand!

Can you believe the miracle?

I have officially entered womanhood.

 

Who even knows that these kind of things exist?

A real woman.  That's who.