Crossing over: no, not dying. Getting married!

I’m in my early 30s and I’m not married.

Although I have been with someone for years now, I’m still single. Not that I don’t want to go that road. I eventually will, but at the right time and at the right point in my life.

Crossing over to married life is not an easy decision. Ryan is right in saying that marriage isn’t for everyone.

I was never conventional. Marriage is not a prerequisite to happiness and bliss. Definitely not a precondition to be with someone.

At the same time, if and when I decide to take the leap and cross over, I’d like to do it right.

Idealist, much? Perhaps I am. That’s why I haven’t gone the path.

If and when I do, I’d like to be sure it’s only that one person that I would like to be with for the rest of my life. I don’t want to ever think of anyone else. I don’t want to think of annulment, of divorce and of division of conjugal property.

I don’t ever want to think of having an affair. Ever. That is just so sad.

No one is ever ready to take that plunge. If I do, I’d like to at least know that I’m doing it for the right reasons --- I’m not rushing, I’m not pressured, I’m not panicking about my biological clock, I’m not pregnant, I’m not doing it for the money, and I’m certainly not doing it to follow conventions.

As idealistic as it may sound, I want to get married because I want to be with one and only one person for the rest of my life…and that person will be my witness as I go through my journey.

I’ll do it once in this lifetime. Or I won’t do it at all.

And I hope --- I really hope I don’t do a renunciation. It may be non-pragmatic, but that’s how I see it.

There is virtue in patience and in respecting the institution.