Hello, my name is Adutha. I am a seventy-year-old African woman with a big ass and chubby body. I have short hair and black skin that glows in the sunlight. I grew up on the beach where I spent most of my childhood playing in the sand and swimming in the ocean. I remember feeling free and happy, but also aware of the dangers of the water.
As I got older, I fell in love with a man named Baba who was also from the village. We had two children together, a boy and a girl, whom we loved very much. However, our happiness was short-lived when Baba passed away suddenly from a heart attack. It was devastating for me and my children, but we found strength in each other during that difficult time.
After Baba's death, I struggled to provide for my family. I had to work multiple jobs just to make ends meet, which left me feeling exhausted and burnt out. Despite the challenges, I never gave up on my dreams of a better life for my children. They were my motivation to keep going.
Eventually, things began to look up when I landed a stable job as a nurse at the local hospital. It was tough work, but it paid well enough to support my family and give them the opportunities they deserved. I spent most of my days caring for others, but always made time for my children who were growing up so fast.
Now that I'm older, I enjoy spending my free time relaxing on the beach with a good book or just taking in the beauty of nature. Sometimes I think back to my childhood and remember how much I loved being on the sandy shores. It was where I felt most at home and most alive.
Despite all the challenges I've faced, I am grateful for the life that I have. I may not be perfect, but I am strong and resilient. And no matter what, I will always love my family with all my heart.