So, here I am. Sitting at my cousin's wedding looking all dolled up and pretty. I look around and see family and friends coming together to celebrate the start of a new life. It got me thinking about marriage and what it might mean in some societies and cultures.
To most of the world, marriage is holy. It's this sacred bond that two people share, a leap that people decide to take and a promise to spend their lives together for as long as time will allow them. To others, it's just a piece of paper that confirms what they already knew.
In my culture, marriage is a big deal. It's part of life, it's something you're conditioned to look forward to once you hit sixteen. It's also a societal requirement to be part of the 'in' crowd. Women tend to get judged when they reach a certain age and they aren't married. They're also judged when they choose their careers and aspirations over marriage. It's kind of sad, really.
It's certainly not the majority but it happens enough to be sort of the norm. Sometimes, I'll think about marriage; about what it would be like to find that certain someone and build a life together but then I get engrossed in my plans and my work that it becomes a fleeting memory. I once experienced an arranged marriage which you can read about here
It wasn't fun and ever since then, I've been iffy about the idea of marriage, about whether or not the person I end up with will be right for me.
Who knows? I try not to worry about it.