On the 8th of September, I clocked twenty-one. Since I started my blog, I have never written a birthday post, but I’m doing now because my 21st is pretty special to me. First, I’m alive, healthy, happy, joyful, loved. Second I can finally call myself a woman without feeling too young and yes, I danced to Beyonce’s Grown Woman. I represented all my favourite colours; black, green and purple. And everything I felt was important to me, like my hair. All my friends wore black for my birthday dinner. My bestie made a video presentation of memories and pictures of me and our friends.