The Husband and I will celebrate 10 years of marriage at the end of this month. I was 29 years old when I finally walked down the aisle–much older than I thought I would be when I married! I mean, I did not go to college to collect an MRS. degree. But I figured I would meet the guy I was going to spend the rest of my life with while I was getting my undergraduate degree. After all, that’s how it happens for a lot of people, right?
Not for me! I graduated from college without a special guy in my life. And so I entered the working world as a single gal, wondering if, how, and when I’d meet Mr. Right. (The funny thing is, I met him pretty soon after I finished college. I just didn’t know it at the time…nor was I ready for him then!)
I laugh as I think back on my seven years of single gal life, when I worried about becoming an old maid. I can honestly say now that I enjoyed my time as an unmarried professional woman–my life was mine, as was my money, my time, my sleep, my food…However, I spent many of those seven years wondering if I would ever meet the right guy and live happily ever after.
Life is full of what ifs and woulda-coulda-shouldas. I can look back on my single gal fretting and smile because I know it turned out well. I find it hard to imagine my life without The Husband and am so glad we are spending our lives together.
Still, sometimes I wonder what life would look like today had my life followed the get-married-right-out-of-college plan I had laid out. I would’ve married at age 23, or even younger.
Would I be as happy as I am today?