I dug deep for this one, guys; like twenty-three-years-ago deep.
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In terms of youth (and fruitfulness), I think there is a ripe age for saying, ‘I do.’
Who knew that I would meet the man I’d marry just two years after writing this?
Not me — that’s for sure.
I appreciated what my sixteen-year-old self had to say back then. It was honest, raw, and there may be an iota of naivety floating around in there somewhere too. However, I don’t think it’s coincidental that I’m divorced with two kids and writing about the same topic twenty-three years later. I’ve always loved to write. I also loved being married at twenty-two. I loved loving my ex-husband. He was my everything for twenty years. So, here are two reasons why twenty-two is the ripest age to get married: #1. You’re young, naive, and wildly in love with the person you marry. And #2. (it’s a humdinger) If you divorce, you’re still young (and wild) enough to enjoy all that life has to offer afterward.
Marriage: it’s like sharing one bowl your whole life with your wife.
Believe-you-me — my ex-husband and I had a fantastic time together. Those twenty years weren’t all bad. Not by a long shot. I would be so inclined to say that we had many more good times than bad for a very long time. But I suppose all good things must end. And there must be some truth to the whisperings you hear along the way about the wicked curse of long-term relationships.
Rotten fruit attracts flies.
And bad marriages start to stink up the kitchen, too. As I’ve written many times before: I don’t know exactly what or where I went wrong in my fifteen-year marriage. But one thing is for damn sure; it disintegrated before my eyes and started to attract flies.
There was no turning back. (I tried)
Composting is good for the earth (and your soul).
I’m two years deep into the divorce process, and I’m more than ready for a fresh start. What’s the saying? ‘Recycle, Reduce, Reuse.’
Yes. That.
- Recycle what is empty and can no longer bring joy to your life.
- Reduce the Stress.
- Reuse all that love you have to give. Because the world needs it so bad right now.
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Okay, I feel like I got a little lost in this writing prompt. (#15minutetangent) But I’ve been running wild with the freewriting concept in all of my pieces this week. I’m saying what’s on my mind, making minimal edits, and smashing that ‘publish’ button before I change my mind! (I hope the fruit/marriage analogy was entertaining at the very least.) If anyone wants to share their marriage story in the comments below, I would love to hear your side!
Thank you to Ellie Jacobson for her brilliant mind and believing in me.
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This post was previously published on Flint and Steel.
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