Yay! My first post for the year. I should get to it already.
Back in school, I was friends with basically everyone I met especially my classmates and roommates. Years after leaving school, a lot of those friends of mine are married. A number of them with children already. Two weeks ago, Damilola put to bed; the most beautiful baby girl. Every time I set my eyes on King Fahad, Lola's son, my heart pumps with happiness. Victoria is raising two handsome boys with her husband. Funmi is getting married soon. Everyone around me is practically getting hooked. Does this fact get to me? I may not be able to answer this question simplicita. See, it's tricky. My friends are lucky. They met their spouses, fell in love while they were still young and had time to say no. They were lucky to find the perfect matches in time. The ones they couldn't turn away. Now they are living happily ever after.
Unfortunately for me, I haven't been so fortunate. Or maybe I was overshooting while others were trimming their requirements. Now I'm here at this point of my life where my Father won't let me escape a single phone call without the mention of the husband talk. Bless my sweet mother who constantly reminds me that they don't catch latecomers in marriage. I am always grateful for her.
Interestingly, I have friends who are constantly worried for me. The truth is that I don't feel any pressure to get married. It is the honest truth. It doesn't bother me that my friends are married and I am not. I have come to not view marriage as a goal to aspire to. It is not a life mission. I am happy as I am presently.
I will not deny that loneliness can hit you pretty hard sometimes. Infact, it is the only reason I'll want to get married. To have someone to converse with, share my problems with, raise a family with and fight with. It will be nice to have a worthy partner to do these lovely things with. That is the only thing that gets to me. The loneliness.
