Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Being a Late Bloomer

When I was in 8th grade, I used to pray every night that I would start having my period. All of my friends were talking about PMS, tampons, and cramps, and I couldn't relate. My body was late to mature. It was embarrassing.

God eventually answered that prayer.

When I was in high school, I used to pray for bigger boobs. All of my friends had developed their curves suddenly overnight. They started talking about B cups and C cups, and I couldn't relate. It was embarrassing.

I'm still waiting for God to answer that prayer.

When I was in college, I used to pray for a boyfriend. I had never previously dated anyone, but surrounded by three thousand guys, I figured odds were good. I remained basically single for four years and graduated sans relationship. It was embarrassing.

As a late-bloomer, I constantly felt awkward, insecure, and inexperienced.

Only now, with my menstrual cycles, my boyfriend, and my push-up bra, am I able to see those late-blooming years for what they really were—blessings.

Many of those curvy girls are now battling the bulge. After all my years of pining for a more feminine physique, perhaps I’ll get the last laugh.

Being a late-bloomer in the dating department allowed me to enter my first relationship with no ex-boyfriend baggage. The way I see it, I was able to avoid years of turmoil and the on-again-off-again relationships that are typical of high school and college. I was fiercely independent and had grown accustomed to doing my own thing. I wouldn’t trade that for the world.

I’ve only lived for a quarter of a century, so there are hopefully many more milestones to go.

I can’t be sure, but I have a feeling I may always be arriving late.


Fashionably, of course.

1 comment:

  1. I could have SO written this post! I am so glad that you realize, as did I at about your age, that this a truly a blessing. There's nothing like being at your 20-year high school reunion and seeing the former head cheerleader as big as a cow, and having the high-school hottie (who is still hot) paying all kinds of attention to you and offering to get your drinks at the bar :-)

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