It strikes me as quite odd that I am oftentimes asked about marriage. That’s right, I am increasingly asked questions concerning any plans for matrimony in the near future.
This strikes me as odd, not only because I am a mere twenty years of age and am a single and fabulous woman, but because never have the bonds of holy wedlock crossed my mind as something to undertake before the age of thirty…if at all.
I guess my question is, what’s the big rush? Yes, marriage does serve as more than a mere title in our society, and has done so throughout history. There are benefits that go along with a marriage license that are certainly helpful to have around. But in this modern day world, where independence and equality are increasingly available, shouldn’t marriage serve as a beautiful addition to an already flourishing relationship? It simply accentuates what is already there, and what should have been built over time, over a long period of time. I can’t imagine marrying anyone with whom I have not lived, or at least spent quite a few years of my life with. I also can’t grasp how people can enter into a contract with another person having not yet fully developed essential components of their character. Send me to Europe, Asia, the Moon… then ask me about marriage.