After eight months of going to everything together, it started to feel like a given. In fact it was assumed that we would both ALWAYS attend everything together. Unfortunately though, life sometimes gets in the way. So this weekend I found myself in the position of having to 'go solo' to some events. All of a sudden I reverted to child of three on the first day of kindy. "Nooo don't make me stay here alone!". I couldn't believe it. When did I become so dependent on Mariana's company? When did I become such a, pussy!?
I used to be so very independent. When I lived on Cuba street, before I met my lover-man, I would quite happily hang by myself all day. I'd loiter at galleries, cafés sometimes I'd meet friends but I didn't mind if I didn't. I was pretty content and confident with my own company. Somewhere along the way I became a bit of a wimp. Full of social anxiety and afraid to talk to strangers. Shy.
So what did I do? Did I decide to stay home where it is safe and warm, surrounded with my family? HELL NO. I was going! I would be brave and go all by myself and mingle. Was I afraid? Yes. A little. But I did it. And you know what? It was fun!
I can safely say that things in the way of women's expos have come a long way since then! There are products and opportunities on offer to nurture the whole woman and not just the outside. From D'vice sex toys and smart balls (clever little things that help to tone your pelvic floor muscles) to natural health, tasty treats, and funky fashion. It's all there!