Dear Aunty…

This post is a little light in nature yet serious at the same time. It’s for anyone who has been subject to the careless speech of ‘well meaning’ (notice the quotation marks) people, all in the name of marriage.

Dear Aunty,

Thank you for all your advice but the amount of makeup and the clothes I wear will not make me more or less marriable. I will look after myself, dress appropriately and slay for me, not for the attention of a man. I desire to be a woman who is praised for her fear of the Lord because beauty is fleeting.

Dear Aunty,

Do not worry about my biological clock, God knew what He was doing when He designed my journey this way. His will for me is unchangeable, no matter how eager you are to wear aso ebi.

Dear Aunty,

Sometimes I do get lonely and would like to be married one day but I refuse to settle. To settle is to accept that I am not worthy of what God has for me.

Dear Aunty,

No its not because I’m too fat/slim/tall/short/intelligent/modest/boring, its because God has a plan.

Dear Aunty,

Pray for my future, don’t pester me. Unfortunately I cannot create or force a man to marry me, not being married is not an illness/bondage/curse/disability, thanks.

Dear Aunty,

Your words hurt, be careful with them.

Dear Aunty,

Next time you see me, ask about work/school, ask about my ambitions, my walk with God, my goals and dreams because I quite frankly don’t know when I will marry but thanks for asking.

Dear Aunty,

What if I never get married? Where do we go from there?

Dear Aunty,

Marriage is not the goal to end all goals but once again, thank you.

Have you ever had a ‘Dear Aunty’ moment? I’d love to hear and add it, leave a comment 🙂