The Good, The brown and The Aunties

Have you ever found yourself in a room, full of people celebrating a union of two people but with a personal agenda, in the hopes of finding your life partner...? Or in this case, more the eyes of his mother, welcome my friend to brown society?

I came up with this title after having a furious debate with myself about why I haven't secured a husband as of yet, I'm a 24-year-old brown woman, my shelf life is only so much within 2 years if I haven't made it in some sort of economic success or marital success my expiration date will be up because that how this works, this is what my life is, this is what I for some reason as deemed by society' I was born for. To be a wife, then a mother, and then the dreaded... to be an aunty.