Hang in there and hold out until it's the RIGHT one. The best advice I ever got is "Don't marry the one you can live with, marry the one you can't live without".
I was the one who as a freshman in college checked the long term calendar to find out which years Valentine's day fell on a Saturday, so I could plan accordingly. I remember being completely bummed because it was 1990 and I would have to wait until 1998 for a Saturday Valentine's because leap year screwed it up for me. I even considered getting married on a Sunday so I'd only have to wait until 1993.
Boy, does God have a sense of humor!! I am now 34, it's 2007, and I'm getting married a month from tomorrow. The 17th of February will work just fine.
But here's my story..... I really never dated that much, and only had one "serious" relationship (if you can call 9 months serious). I was often frustrated and hard on myself about it. I read all the "how to" books... the ones with promises of marriage in 6 months.... tried E-harmony for about a year......etc. In October 2003, I had just broken up with my most recent crash test dummy, and decided that I wasn't going to waste my life trying to find the man of my dreams if I was meant to be single. I wanted to be a mom, but it was looking bleak, until I realized that I had 5 beautiful nieces and a nephew whom I adored and enjoyed being with that were growing up before my very eyes. I was a single aunt with a little extra spending cash as a result (no responsibilities other than myself), and I was going to embrace the opportunity. One at a time I would take them on a cruise.... starting with the oldest. That next January (2004), I took my oldest niece on a
Disney Cruise and we had the time of our lives. Three months later on April 3rd, 2004 at my brother's wedding, a man approached me and asked me to dance. I was so taken off-guard, because I wasn't even thinking of men..... I was hanging out with my family, and dancing with my nieces. It just never occurred to me there were men there.
I did end up accepting the dance (although he swears I was going to say no), and let's just say, the rest is history. I am 34, he is 36.... this is a first marriage for both of us, and I know he would tell you as well that we have found true companionship and love. I didn't even imagine it being this good. We both believe strongly that it was because we waited for the right one. He wasn't looking that night either - he had given up on women, but something caught his eye, and he despite his better judgement he finally broke down about 11:50 pm and asked me to dance. Sometimes we cringe when we realize how close we were to never meeting.
All this to say, don't try too hard, and don't worry about it.... embrace your singleness, and make the most of it....true love will come when it comes, and when does, it will be so very right, and so very very good.
In the meantime, just enjoy being who you are, as you are, where you are.
P.S. I did finish out the cruises, but the last 4 four went together.
The older ones aren't any better!!! Hang in there!
I hope we are both calculating this wrong. You dated someone who was 17/16. Wow!
