Most girls dream of the day when they will be asked by that special someone, ‘Will you marry me?’ It’s a special day, one of life’s milestones, and one would assume, something that you are not asked very often. Oddly, this doesn’t seem to be the case… for me. Now, I will preface this little share session with, I don’t take these men seriously, but, will be tempted VERY soon to call them on their bluff. You got it, I get asked to get married, A LOT. In the past three months? At least three times, by perfect strangers, and by men I know and have dated, go figure. Lord have mercy on the poor sap who eventually asks me and means it, I’ll be prone to assuming it’s another case of the man who cried ‘marry me!’, and not take him seriously.
What’s the deal? What happened to, ‘you seem really nice, care to go for drinks?’ or a simple, ‘I miss you, come back’, but oh no, the modern day answer to that… MARRY ME! It’s sets a difficult precedent, where do you go from there? You tend to miss all of the fun stuff when jumping straight to marriage (THAT and taking time to find out he’s not coo coo). Maybe that’s it, with everything these days being fast this, and fast that, we now have to contend with, Fast Marriage. Let’s all just skip the dating part and jump right on into unholy matrimony! Brilliant! NOT.
With my dark sense of humor, I decided to freak my best friend out by telling her I was moving back to the city due to my impending and very sudden, upcoming nuptials. Her panicked response was golden (I’m evil, I know). Kidding aside, I’m surprised that the sacrament of matrimony is treated with such a laissez-faire attitude, that, and evidently I scream of being ‘the marrying type’. I’m not sure what unsettles me most.
May I suggest we go back to the good ole days, when proposals meant you wanted to share the rest of your life with a special someone, and not, ‘I’m really into you’, to a complete stranger. If the former is the case, then I propose your answer should most definitely be a resounding,’Yes!’