I don’t usually post things like this..
but it made me think. I wouldn’t say I was staunchly opposed to marrying young-ish, but I definitely put myself on the older-marriage life trajectory. But maybe that isn’t the answer?
I used to envision my future life as this super successful (single) lawyer-woman with a gorgeous apartment all to myself. Kings of the Universe, Masters of Industry and all that crap. Now, especially after reading this, it just seems pretty lonely. I think I’ll take the struggling 20-something, working hard and sharing a tiny little rental house with someone I love and maybe a cat. And a little herb garden. With flowers.
Here’s the article. And I can’t help feeling a little like a traitor to my generation, but read it anyway.