Food for Thought

Why is marriage so devalued now? I know this has nothing to do with writing or books or anything I said I would write abut, but it’s really got me thinking.

One of my friends asked why DH and I even got married, since I already had a ring and the baby. It’s the principle of the thing. He assumed that those two facts sealed the deal. In my mind, it doesn’t. Until you say “I do” and sign that paper, you can back out. You can change your mind. And marriage itself is special. It is a symbol of your love, the final destination. Engagement is like purgatory, I think. Endlessly waiting for heaven (aka marriage). I’m sure a lot of people would disagree with me, but that’s ok.

Why isn’t marriage as sacred as before? I know I can’t speak completely guilt-free. DH and I did things a little backwards, but we still wanted to be _married_. We weren’t content to just share the same bed. There’s something special, something unique about swearing before God to be with another person. It’s a uniting of souls. A joining of two unique people into one unique relationship. It cements things together. Once you are married, it is done. You have issues. You have fights. But you can always come back and fix them. You swore you would. You can’t just walk away.

Plus, I like the fact that I got to take his last name. Maybe it’s old-fashioned of me, but I like being Mrs. So-and-so. It’s a little girl thing, to be able to write your name with your lover’s last name. You don’t get to do that with engagement.

This is all mindless rambling, but it does bother me. Maybe that’s why this world is so messed up, so hurt. I don’t know…what do you think?

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About S. G. Ricketts

I am a dreamer. This page holds all of the dreams and desires and hopes and wishes of the first of my two dreams: to share my imagination with the world. For those of you who have read a book or written a book, these stories are not merely words on a page. They are living, breathing creatures, worlds so compellingly real that you can smell the sweat and feel the rain. This is what I want to share ...with all of you. Yes, becoming rich and famous would be fabulous. I won't deny that. However, it would be so much more satisfying to see my book in the hands of someone on the bus, hear my book talked about at a restaurant, see a cluster of fan-art. I want to inspire the mind to imagine different worlds and different situations. If I can achieve that, I will have achieved my dream.

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