Its not true that I dont wanna get married. I do. Its just that, I don’t wanna go there for the wrong reasons. and what are these? let’s see. Oh, i’m 27, I have a job, and i have a boyfriend for almost 7 years…what am i waiting for kuno.
well, i have seen enough broken marriages to last me a lifetime. at work, at the neighborhood, in the news, even at home. you see, my parents’ marriage isn’t exactly a very nice story. so i don’t wanna be another statistic. life as it is is difficult enough already.
Yes im a bit pessimistic about marriage. But i believe in love though. I believe it can move mountains. Marriage on the other hand, is another story. Love, yes, is its no.1 requirement, but its not enough. Marriage for me, is a decision. A rock-solid decision that requires all your will power and consciousness. It is not an institution that you join starry-eyed and groggy. You have to be so damn sure you can go play it till your dying day. You have to be strong enough not to let go and give up, no matter what. And most importantly, you have to be sure about your man. His face is gonna be the 1st thing I see all the mornings of my life. Am I ready for that? Am I sure? That is the decision I have to stand by. What if he cheats on me? If he gets weak and tempted? Am I gonne forgive and stand by him and stick around? There, the decision is tested again. What if he loses his job, loses his self respect and self-esteem? The “decision” light flashes again.
Its a damn hard decision, and the older i get, the harder it gets to decide. I dont know, maybe im just confused. Maybe I haven’t met the man yet, no offense to my bf. Maybe i wont get married. At least, i laid my thoughts right there. I want to be married one day too. wear a gown, be pretty, and be congratulated. But –
I’d rather always be a bridesmaid, than be an unhappy bride.
