Quantcast IMOW - Ambiguity of Boundaries
Stories
Themes
Love
Relationships in changing times. See the Stories>>

Money
Working women talk finances. See the Stories>>

Culture and Conflict
Are we destined to disagree? See the Stories>>

The Future
Envisioning the next 30 years. See the Stories>>

Highlights
Highlighted stories in film, art, music and more. See the Stories>>

War & Dialogue
Speaking from war. Advocating peace. See the Stories>>

Young Men
Our generation: young men speak out. See the Stories>>

Motherhood
Women get candid about pregnancy, parenting and choice. See the Stories>>

Image and Identity
Appearances aren't everything, or are they? See the Stories>>

Online Film Festival
31 films from women directors around the world. See the Stories>>

A Generation Defined
Who are young women today? See the Stories>>

Best of Contest
You came, you saw, you voted. Here are the winners. See the Stories>>
Conversations
What Defines Your Generation of Women?
selected theme



HOME  |   EXPLORE OTHER THEMES     |   STORIES     |  CONVERSATION    |  EVENTS  |  TAKE ACTION  |  ABOUT
Search:  
  GO  
REGISTER  |  LOGIN Change Language»    Invite a friend »
Ambiguity of Boundaries
Undarya Tumursukh
MongoliaGALLERYCONVERSATION
In that sense, my 30th birthday is an imaginary boundary between my pre-30 ‘young’ life and my post-30 ‘mature’ life.
One summer, as I was walking in the streets, dressed colorfully but professionally, my heels cheerfully sounding out my steps against the pavement and my hair responding to the playfulness of the light breeze, I noticed two young girls, seven or eight years of age, walking close behind me and whispering into each other’s ear. They then overtook me and, walking in front of me holding hands, they both looked back to steal a glance at my face.
I realized that at some point I had stopped wishing to be older and was simply thoroughly enjoying being older and becoming older. Every year brought more excitement, growth and knowledge into my life and every birthday had become a mark of achievement, of anticipating another year of growth, increasing self-awareness and self-confidence.
That is how I have felt about my birthdays. Until recently. With a sudden shock, I now realize that I am not so young any more. Recently, when a young attractive man asked me how old I was, I found myself anxiously thinking “What if he is 25? Will he think I’m old if I say 30 or 31?” Awkwardly, I asked him to go first. He was 29, born in 1973 just as I was. After much hesitation, I declared that I was between 29 and 31.
For the first time in my life, I find myself wanting to be younger, to stay younger. I still want more from life. These days, I catch myself admiring young women’s energetic bodies and wish that I had that youthful physique supporting my more mature mind.
See Full Story »
RELATED ITEMS (14)

 
Swarupa Shah
India
I have been working with photographs, text, thread as a...
GO TO STORY »
Mariko Kadidiatou
Niger
A woman is a baobab, the tree that builds the village. She...
GO TO STORY »
Lavinia Tan
Singapore
I feel that women of my generation are somehow being both...
GO TO STORY »
Karenna Gore Schiff
United States
Confession: this article was due a long time ago. But while...
GO TO STORY »

©2008 International Museum of Women / Privacy Policy and Disclaimer / Translated by 101translations / Change Language
The content in this exhibit does not necessarily represent the opinions of the International Museum of Women, or its partners or sponsors.