I moved out of my mom's house this last March. I have never been on my own like this. I mean, I technically have been living with my friends since. And I am totally grateful to both of them for allowing me into their homes. I'm not going to lie and say that I wasn't stressed out or nervous about being on my own. Because I was. I still am. I have moved from my mom's house to another house with a friend and her family to another friend's house with her parents.
I am totally getting off topic. Sorry. Well anyways, what I am getting to is that my life just started. Like actually living paycheck to paycheck. Changing jobs between the moving. I'm doing things that I never even thought I would be doing. Venturing out of the shell that I have somehow encased around myself.
This year, in 2016, has gone from bad to better for me. I have grown up a lot in the last 7 months and 2 weeks. I am not sorry that I don't miss who I was. I was a self-conscious, quiet, nervous and scared little girl. I might have been 20 or 21-year old young lady, but I didn't act like it. And I wouldn't want her to ever come back. I want to be a successful English teacher that has numerous published novels under my belt.
Oh my gosh! This article is all over the place. I'm truly sorry. There is a reason for it being this way.
Enough about me, this leads me to what I witnessed the other day. An elderly couple came into the store that I worked at. I had just gotten off work. I was sitting on the benches up front, waiting on my ride. And the elderly man just walked around for about ten minutes before he had gone back to the car, grabbed a book and started reading it beside me.
I smiled at him and he gladly returned it. I mentioned how my grandfather would read while I did all the grocery shopping. And this is what he told me. "We have been married about 65 years and we have this routine where I will look at what I want too which is very quick. And then I will sit down and wait for her to finish looking at all the things she wants too. Which will take her longer so I just let her have fun while I read and enjoy my book."
It was amazing how this touched me. It was a sweet, endearing chat. Like in today's society, it is normal for people to split up or divorce and remarry. Not very many stay together 5 years, much less 65 years and still going strong.
I personally believe that everyone has a soulmate, it just takes some a longer time to find them. And I can't tell you about love because that is one of the life experiences that I've not had. But if you asked me what I thought love was, it would be something like this elderly couple or something out of a book I read.
I can and can't wait for this experience. I am ready to be in a relationship, yet I'm not. I just started living my life, should I already share it with someone? Maybe. I can try it at least.
Are we ever truly ready?
We are just getting out of high school, going to college, graduating college, and finding a career to carry us through life. We are so busy that how can we be ready to meet someone and fall in love.
I am not ready for marriage or any extremes like that. I know plenty of my friends have gotten married and having a family. I applaud them, I have said this before. I am happy that they know what they want and know where they are going.
But I'm voicing from the percentage of the people that are like me and don't know what the hell they want. They are just trying to figure out life. If it works then people like myself will get giddy about it all working out!
We have time to figure it out. We are only human, remember that, we can make mistakes and learn from them. The world is our buffet, I propose we try one thing at a time. And maybe we can have what that elderly couple has.
