For as long as I can remember, I have imagined marriage and the baby carriage.
Life didn’t quite work out that way.
When I started to date again as a single mom, I was set on finding Him and tying the knot. I dated. And dated. And dated some more. And along the way, I grew as a woman and a mother. (I’m still working on it.)
But something has shifted in the past couple of years: I still want to be with a man. I want to laugh, talk, make love, share a meal.
But I’m not sure if I want to get married again. Do any of you feel this way, too?
The truth: I have a deep fear of being abandoned again. Sometimes, it’s hard to separate my fears from what I really want and need. I’m trying to face what terrifies me. I do know that:
I don’t want to have another baby.
Or open a joint savings account with a partner.
Or own a home together.
I’m not saying that men are irrelevant.
Not at all. If you know me, then you know that I adore men, and I’m working damn hard on being friends before lovers.
Do you see yourself getting married again? (Or, maybe for the first time?)
Is this part of your life plan? Or not? Let’s hear why.
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