...I got married.
Can you even imagine? But, I thought it was what I was supposed to do.
Back then (I can't believe I just said that ! ) but back then, it was my dream to "get married, have kids, be a Mom, and live happily-ever-after."
And... I was raised Catholic. Which is not a bad thing mind you, however, I wanted to have....ahem...umm..sex.
So I got married.
Boy, I can't imagine my granddaughter, now on her way to being 17 in March, getting married.
But, there was no stopping me. My sisters tried. Daddy tried. But I was head-strong, listening to the Carpenter's sing "We've only just begun...White Lace & Promises" and I wanted that.
Happy ever after. "white lace & promises.."
Wasn't white lace - it was ecru. Bought off the rack. At Sears!
And it wasn't promises kept.
And it wasn't happy ever after.
But, it contributed to who I am today.
Much smarter. Mom to 4. A good person.
And...funny..."what doesn't kill ya...makes ya funny!!"
And, finally, Happy...happily ever after.
Now, we're planning another wedding. For my son. Who is older than 17. 33 to be exact. She is 27. I think they may have a good shot of "happily ever after." They know what that looks like. Both her parents and Randy & I are...happily ever after.
So listen to the Carpenters, remember what make us stronger. Funnier. And, celebrate who you have become.
I know I am. (can you believe that hair??? )