Sure, I've thought about it. I mean, going to two schools where the average couple seems to be expected to be engaged within a year of dating, of course you think about it at least a little. In fact, I once had an interview with one of the head hanchos of my program where he started asking if my boyfriend had proposed yet. After picking my jaw up off the floor, I replied that we had only been dating for a few months and hadn't even talked about it. Imagine my embarrassment when he went on to talk about the future with teaching positions near the sem (which would have been about 2 years down the road at the time!). Most awkward meeting of my life, I assure you.
Well, I neither dated anyone for a year nor got engaged while in college, though, so I made it out without a ring on my finger. It's neither good nor bad-- although it does have its ups and downs, of course -- it just is what it is. I have my own kind of story to live out.
Do you know what I spend my time dreaming about instead? Life after the wedding. Sharing holidays with our families. Having a family of our own. What it will be like to share things like grocery shopping or folding laundry. Cooking dinner together. Having somebody to wake up in the middle of the night when I am wide awake. What silly things we'll fight about. Walking around holding hands. The little things.
That's where my fairy tale is at.
I think this sums it up better than I can, really:
1 comment:
I think your head's in the right place.
Too much daydreaming about one single day is a recipe for disaster. It's a good idea you have to spread the dreaming out onto all the other days after the first. :)
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