Jcdagreat: The Cycle of a Woman

In a lifetime, a man would be able to witness the other sex’s transformation.

The cycle of a woman: A kid, girl, woman, wife, mother, grandma.

In your childhood, you might meet another kid. You might not understand why she always gets extra attention. She’s a lot wimpier. When she cries, she gets everything even those of yours. You always got blame for bullying her. Well, you have no choice but to stick with her because she is the only kid nearby you could play together with.

The time when you’re ready to go to school, a girl perhaps is your best enemy. You like to get her attention, yet you can’t help being annoyed by her attitude. When she is alone, she is darling. When she is in a group, that’s when you roll your eyes. Their daily gossips about their favourite new makeup, the next big Korean cute actor to which girlfriend in the neighbourhood got dump freaks you out. Yet, she is in your head all the time. She is your crush. She conquer your mind, she takes over your heart.

You left school. You are ready to face the harsh reality world. You wanna strike it big. You’re chasing big payment, luxuries, and the most beautiful woman of the lot. You will definite woman as sexually luring species, a caring soul, a gentle lover and a perfect complementary for a man. Yes, she is perfect. Woman is perfect. You lost sight of everything you don’t like about a girl but the best things remain and enhance in a woman.

You married her. Suddenly, you realized it might be the worst decision you’ve ever made. She gave a 180 degrees transformation. She is now a jealous, always in angst and probably a control freak. You felt that you have lost your freedom. She demands you this and that and you might not realize it’s you who are whining a lot more now. Home is where you have your real live drama plays before your eye balls. It might be a lot worst when she is pregnant. Oh dear, you blame god for such feisty angel He sent you. There is more responsibility now because you are going to be a father. And damn, No! It’s too late for a divorce.

She gave birth. She gave birth to your child-the most adorable being that carries half of your genes. The little she has your sharp nose, and her mother’s big brown eyes. The eyes that you fell in love with not long ago. You cried and you’re glad that you stay grounded for your woman who you thought was possessed. She reminded you of your mother. The incredible power a mother is blessed with. She is tortured for 9 months, yes, with an unbelievable rollercoaster ride she offers but she delivers magic. As long as you stay faithful to your woman, she is going nowhere.

20 years and counting, you celebrate your wedding anniversary annually with her without failing. She is fragile, but still feisty. She complaints about almost everything. You not making the bed and not flushing the toilet and more. She catches your eyes straying on other attractive aunties. Deep inside, you find her no longer fulfilling. She doesn’t want to wear heels anymore because her joints are killing her. She kept all her makeup and gave away all her favourite plunging dresses because she’s no longer the sexy lady. She keeps her daily life busy by calling your daughter about her safety and crying because she misses her son who is studying in Spain. You might start to miss your working life because home spells boredom. Your wife is boring. You have forgotten that she needed you.

It isn’t easy to be a grandma. She can’t help nagging everybody because she felt the time is ticking too fast. 40 years flashes by and she lost everything she felt great about herself. She lost her dream to marry a rich man and to migrate to somewhere greener on the earth. She lost her beauty and her hourglass figure to her children. She devoted to the only man she ever slept with. You catch her praying silently every night when she thought you were asleep. She prays for the strength to always be the woman you love. She got teary eyes you wish you could kiss her right away. You know you are blessed with a wonder woman.

Bed ridden now, you know she is leaving you soon- the way you always wish it would be. You thought you are the stronger one; the one who wouldn’t lose the will to live for another. Oh how wrong you were. You saw her fought for the extra days to live for she knows you will forget to switch off the cooler every morning. She knows you wouldn’t help her mow her lawn. She fears you will go hungry if nobody prepares you meals for you have the most sensitive stomach in the family.

3 months and she finally breathe her last breath; right after you whisper in her ears in a coma, ‘Wait for me in another lifetime. I’ll recognize you by your big brown eyes’. You lost the love of your life. Everyone cries. You are smiling because you know you will see her again. It is the biggest smile you had on your wrinkled face since the day you saw the birth of you son. With heavy eyes, you finally fall asleep, on the bench you used to hold her rough palm, smiling. :)