LOVE A THIRTY FOREVER

I looked in the mirror and I can't believe it, I've gained ten kilos more weight since I turned 30, there are no clothes that match me the way I want, I haven't seen the woman I was a few years ago for a long time, now I only see one shape of wide proportions and little curves, my face has a couple of dark circles, an endless number of spots that I suppose are thanks to the passage of time and my carelessness, but what does it matter.

I have dedicated my life to my marriage, my professional career, my children, and my goals, although which marriage... I was always a dedicated woman, I finished my high school very young, at 16 years old, I immediately received a scholarship to enter a good university, I started my career as an accountant, I was not from a wealthy family, so I had to support myself in any way to be able to fulfill that dream, to be the best of all accountants and thus be able to have everything I wanted.

When I was in the sixth semester I met Larry, a handsome young man four years older than me, he was about to graduate, his family was wealthy and he could have all the luxuries he wanted, while I did somersaults working here and there to cover extra expenses. that life gave me to be able to study, for reasons of fate he noticed me, and remembering well, anyone could notice me, my long hair to the waist, my protruding chest, and my wide hips made any man look at me, my face was white and clean, I wasn't very tall, but any 8-centimeter high shoe helped hide how glued I was to the floor.

Larry was a tall man, 1.80 meters tall, gallant, muscular, he had straight black hair that moved with the wind, everyone was crazy about him, I don't know why I wasn't, but he noticed me, and suddenly We started going out, he invited me as much as I wanted, relatively, we were a couple of students and our demands were simple, a couple of coffees, a few hamburgers, a few outings to the movies, a trip to any nearby town and so, I thought who was in heaven.

At the beginning he was an attentive man like everyone else, loving, chivalrous, he would go up to heaven, and the moon would come down on me (but who asked him, sometimes so much attention was cloying), I never had a boyfriend before him, so I assumed that That's how things worked, shortly after I obtained my degree as an accountant, with a couple of diplomas and a meritorious thesis, he decided to ask me to marry him after 3 years of courtship, something that was a surprise to me, but what else did I want? I, young, professional, with a wealthy husband, enough to be able to live comfortably without worries, "loved me."

His family was perfect, only his parents and one brother, they all loved me, because I was the example of a woman that everyone wants to have, I did not enjoy my stay at the university very much, I only dedicated my life to studies, to doing my best efforts and obviously my Larry, my prince who among all the maidens chose me.

I spend a couple of months.

The day of the wedding arrived, we had never had a fight, only arguments that did not last for two hours, bothersome and then reconciled, despite everything we had already had a married life, where I had good experiences with him but now I think it was the basics. (he did not understand the enjoyment of the body, he thought that it was designed to become a reproducing machine).

My humble mother was happy to see her daughter succeed, I never had a father and I was an only child, therefore my family was only my mother and a couple of cousins whom I loved as if they were my sisters.

Larry's family, the Nicholsons, were not the most millionaires, but they were renowned, they owned a plastics company in the city which was quite recognized, and it gave them a good boom to have good luxuries and thus live more than well.

The day I said YES, I ACCEPT I did not imagine that it would be the day my soul would die, even though my physical presence was still present.

A couple of years passed I got my first job as an accountant in the State, through a contest and a little help from my father-in-law I got a position with a good salary that made me live comfortably and help my mother, I kept the money just for me, since my lucky husband already had everything, he maintained our home, he only allowed me to work so that I could carry out my career, it already said that the duty of maintaining the home was the man's, women should stay at home doing what you do and having children, but I didn't understand that.

I wanted much more, my dreams were not limited to being in a huge house cleaning walls and changing diapers.