Whining

This is the rant of a selfish spoilt child, the one that falls between the prized first born grandchild and the prized first male grandchild. This is the rant of the one in between. You don’t realize you are the one in between at first. Being the one in between is not so bad anyway, as long as you aren’t stubborn, opinionated, feisty, and strong willed. But what if you are all those things? Growing up in a society where boys are prized possessions in a family of girls is not easy. Being the one in between is no fun either. So this is where the girl in between has come to bitch and moan about being in between, being shipped off to another country to live as the in between, life as the in between and planning a wedding as an in between. This is the girl in betweens reflections about the past, her concerns about the present and her hopes and fears about the future. This is me in between.