This week I had an epiphany. All I want is to get married and have a family and I’ve been questioning whether or not that is actually in the cards for me. I mean I am 26, single, and am so far away from having a wedding it’s not even funny. Now I know what you’re probably thinking – Kirsty, this isn’t an epiphany, you already know this. Yes, yes I do. But the epiphany is still coming; I promise.
I am ready, I have been for a while. Not a lot of my friends can understand it but they don’t have to. Having a family is all I have been wanting for as long as I can remember. I want to make school lunches, and cheer my children on during sports matches. I want to be that person. Lately I have been wondering if that will ever happen because, for me, I am getting old and it seems like that dream is slipping further and further away. No, I am not being dramatic. I cannot help how I feel. By this age I wanted to be getting ready for baby number 2, instead I am sitting here as a single pringle.
But during this epiphany it suddenly hit me. What if it’s not me? What if the reason I am still single is because my future husband, the one I should be doing all of this with, is not ready? Maybe he still has things that he needs to achieve before he can settle down. Perhaps there’s something that he needs to find in himself before we can be together. He might be working in a completely different place and we’re both waiting for a flight to bring us together.
Of course there is no way to know for sure but at least this epiphany has made me feel a little bit more positive about love, and about my life. And you know what? I’ll take it!