When a woman hits a certain age range, there are expectations that come along with it. Not only from culture but from friends and family.
It used to make me mad, jaded, resentful and feel like I wasn’t enough. Yes, I’m over 30 and no, I’m not married. And sometimes that baffles people. They think I must be unhappy. They think I must be lonely.
And of course I sometimes experience sadness and longing for a relationship with someone.
But I can wait. And in the meantime I’ve learned so much about myself and have done things I never dreamed I could.
And through all this soul searching and seasons of “alone time” I’ve come to understand where all the pressure to marry stems from. Why family members and married friends are not content to see my be merely single. And it’s given me perspective!
They have found happiness in their unions. And many of them have spent the majority of their lives married. And can’t imagine life without their partner. At the end of the day they only want that same joy for me. And instead of it being a wish for me to marry, what it really is is a wish for me to experience the kind of joy they have in their lives.