married women wield this phrase with a mad sadistic power, chuckling evilly inside while making sympathetic clucking noises infront of the happy-in-her-world bride to be.
everyt time you meet a married friend, it seems as though shes bound by duty to inform you of all the things BAD in a marriage…and if perchance you happen to not agree that life will be pathetic later on…they will remind you, just wait till youre married, you’ll see.
so i met a friend while k and i were out researching on fun colours for the room today, and she asked me how everything was coming along. i answered in my usual effervescent fashion about how hectic life has gotten and it seems like one minute im on the computer designing a book and the next minute we are measuring curtain cloth. in my naivety i forgot i was talking to hardened married woman, who instead of appreciating the fact that i felt proud of my multi-tasking, chose to interpret it as a complaint, that my precious freedom to do as i like was already lost. even before i finished my sentence she was shaking her head in commiseration and telling me how much worse it will be after im married.
it seems to me that everyones waiting for me to be married, so that i can see for myself how burdensome it is. how bogged down one feels. how much the pressure is. how about sharing with me the better details? like what it feels like to be someones wife? to go home with someone every night knowing youn love them? to wake up next to them and go on with life but with a little hop in your heart instead? how about redefining for ourslves what marriage actually means? and finding strength to embrace the changes as part of life?
just wait till i’m married. you’ll see. inshallah.