Is it the Age, Time of What?
What do you know, I never thought I'd be writing this, but hey, it's ok, since I AM pouring my life out, let's write about this one, too. You see, have realized that the famous dream of mine, getting married, has lost its urgency.
Perhaps it is quite funny to write that... But, however, that's how I happen to feel this very minute. This weekend I'll be celebrating my cousin's wedding (and yes, if anyone wonders, she is 27- soon -turning-28 as well) and wishing the best for another cousin for her engagement (she happends to be 5 years younger) and sending my best for a family friend's daughter, who got married just after Christmas (and she is actually about a decade older). So, basically, I have engagements, weddings and all sort of commitments flying around me and yet, for the time being, I've lost my concerns towards the topic. After all, why worry? I have the guy, I have the trust. Everything else comes within time.
Naturally a Dixie Chicks version of an older song comes to mind: time makes bolder/children get older/i'm getting older, too. If I recall it correctly, the original songwriter wrote that when she was my age, perhaps that's why it sort of makes sense to me now, although I do not have children (somehow I believe that guinea pigs are not counted here). Time makes bolder... I suppose it is true. Also lyrics to a Backstreet Boys song come to mind: time/goes on and on every day/time is what it is/come what may.
I can easily admit that I have wished to have the ability to control the time... that I'd have plenty of it. But they do say that a life well spent is always long enough, and that each soul will finish its purpose and destiny and task, no matter how long or short the journey. And lately some pieces have been fitting the puzzle better. I do feel more at ease and relaxed within my own skin, which is nice. And life tastes better.
Yet... I do wish that it all will come together for me, you know? I just don't see the point of losing my sleep because someone else got where I want to be first.
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