Today I am extra grateful that I have found and married the love of my life. I saw the "I'm marrying myself" Sex and the City episode this afternoon and remembered how sure I was that that would be my fate.For so many years, in my 30's, I was convinced that singlehood was to be my fate. I watched countless friends get married, buy homes, have kids, have more kids and with each happy moment in my friends' lives, I became more despondent about my own fate. I was convinced that that would never be me. I dated inappropriate guys, hoping they would be the one, before finally realizing that I truly was better off alone than with the wrong person. I had finally embraced being single (certainly had fewer Bridget Jones moments) and had learned to like being alone. Though I still liked the idea of love, I became convinced that it was not to be my destiny.
I am very thankful that I was wrong! My fibro sidelined my life - put off my plan to be successfully established in my career, married and with kids by the age of 30. Fibro opened the door to new dreams and a new definition of self. It also opened my heart and life to my husband. So here I am, 61 days shy of turning 40, and I have finally found and married my soul mate. True love really is worth waiting for! So what if it took a few frogs, losers and psychos along the way .... in the end it was all worth it.
Besides if love came along too easily would I have appreciated it as much - or had as many funny dating stories?!?!
Besides if love came along too easily would I have appreciated it as much - or had as many funny dating stories?!?!
