I am obsessed with the idea of getting married. This is a borderline addiction. I guess, it didn't help my obsession any when the first two weeks in September I attended two weddings back to back. Although I am always happy to see two people be united in holy matrimony, I can't help but ask myself, why not me?
I have wanted to get married for a long time. I thought I was on the right track until July 31st of this year it all got derailed. My boyfriend of three years and I broke up. Now I have to start all over again. Single yet again.
People tell me not to rush to get married, but that type of advice usually comes from people that are: A. Already married B. Never plan on getting married or C. In the same boat as me. All I want is a husband and in my mind it seems so easy. Someone to come home to, argue loud with in public and argue even louder with in private. I want someone that we can go to family and friend functions together and we enjoy one another's company with no hidden agendas involved.
I contemplate all of the things that I want in a husband or a marriage and I do feel torn. Should I ferociously pursue getting a husband or should I just have fun and enjoy the ride of life?
People say it is not yet my time and I may be inclined to think that they may be right. Doesn't mean I have to be happy with that though.
Thanks for reading!
(John 3:16)
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