Waste no more time arguing about what a good man should be. Be one.
Marcus Aurelius
I wonder.
Will I marry my.best.friend who embodies my beliefs, who shares my values, someone who braces my tantrums, someone who graces my imperfections?
Will this one person who I consider the love of my life, SUPPORT me in every way, all the way …, all the way?
And, mostly, will my in-laws accept me the way I am?
Or, will I have to pretend to being any different than how I have always, always been?
I worry.
Will I find my home away from my own home!
Will I find my family beyond my own family!
Or, will I have to cut short my soaring wings and trade my freedom after the wedding?
Will heartfelt love, mutual understanding, melting care, genuine reciprocity, shared responsibility, the unadulterated respect and heart-full-of kindness –be in the veins of my new found nest?
Will I have a voice, my say here?
Will I find another home that I can call my own?
Will I be lucky to find a man for the real?
Will I be actually married, for real, at all?
My marriage!
A Girl’s marriage!