Marriage obsessed child
When I was younger, I used to want to be married before I was 40. I would ask the universe for it. I am now 38 years old, and have worn the ring from 3 different men. I went on to marry none of these men. Ironic, and also eye opening. Sometimes I focus on one specific thing that I want, and I end up with it. It may end up being a very good, or a very bad thing. I was specifically asking for marriage. I no longer really care about a piece of paper and a ring. What does it really do, anyway? I need so much more than that, and I realized it upon my recent failed engagement. I do not want the ring! What I do want, however, is my best friend. The one that I can laugh with always, and be loud and crazy with. The one who I can also be completely serious and quiet with. The man who I will always feel safe with. The one who will lead me on my greatest adventures. I hope I am finally figuring it all out, and I am happy to not be living with such an insign...