Saturday, January 5, 2013

Womanhood

I have recently been focusing on the fact that I am a woman. I mean, obviously I am and have been for quite some time, but I don't always feel like it. I like to be free-spirited and childish and young, it's just who I am and that's fine. Truthfully however, I am also a woman and really honestly have been for quite some time. The words we use to describe ourselves can too often end up dictating our identity instead of simply stating it, and I have been referring to myself as a only girl for far too long and ignored my womanly characteristics, denied that I have been growing up. I am now 24 years-old and embarking on this fancy pants new job. I began flight attendant training on Wednesday and feel like I have been training for a year already. Every day I am required to wake up, put on make-up, and dress myself in business attire. I look like a whole new person, but I'm not. As I walked down the hall of my hotel today after my first observation flight (where I got to flash my new ID and cut lines and everyone looked at me knowingly) I looked down at my feet covered by tights and nestled into high heels (with bows on them, of course) and it hit me, I am a grown up with a career. I am woman. Now I still have to officially finish training and pass all my tests and get my new uniform altered to fit my short stature, but I am here. And I love it. Hear me roar.

4 comments:

A. Busch said...

I love your guts!

Erin Kolhede Bullington said...

this is great Debbie!

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Sara's Place said...

I had a similar revelation over the holidays: I am a Mother. So different than just being a 'girl', a 'woman' or 'one of the guys.' the supposed responsibility that comes with these titles can be a little daunting and causes me to avoid labeling myself. Like 'Wife'. Still a weird fitting title, even though I've been holding it for almost as long as I have Motherhood. I don't have to use it much, but Mother I can't avoid.