I want to address something that David and I have heard far too many times since we announced our decision to get married. Not only have David and I experienced this, but people all over the world do too. What is that? Judgement.
For those who don’t know… David and I have known each other since 5th grade. Granted, we weren’t best buds throughout high school and college, but we were always cool. When we rekindled a friendship almost two years ago, there was a spark that was undeniably present. It was as if we picked up a friendship that was left off somewhere at Mattawoman Middle School.
David and I began dating in December 2014. When all the crap happened to me in March 2015, David stood by my side and supported me through every step (literally and figuratively speaking here lol).
June 2015, we realized that life was way too short to waste time wondering what if. Life was too short to care what people thought of our relationship. Life was too short to try and convince people that we wanted a happily ever after.
So, we got engaged and began planning our life together.
Fast forward to April 2016. We officially became husband and wife! What a lovely day to be alive and well. Despite all of the whispers from naysayers, we wrote the first chapter of our version of a fairy tale life.
Why am I saying all this? Well, too many people have opinions.
Who are you to tell me (or anyone) what love is?
Who are you to judge a couple’s decision to be together?
White, Black, Asian, Hispanic, Straight, Gay, Trans, Young, or Old… we all have the right to be with whoever we deem worthy.
Carrie Bradshaw and Mr. Big’s relationship is one I always adored because they are firm believers in making their own rules in love. Despite Charlotte, as well as many other New York women on the show, expressing what they believe a relationship should be (incredibly stereotypical and movie-like), Carrie and Big make their own rules.
Don’t be a Charlotte, people. Mind your own business.
If you want to be engaged for two years before getting married, that is your prerogative.
If you want to be 30 before even considering the idea of marriage, that is your prerogative.
If you have a problem with the way I choose to live my life… again, that is your prerogative. I just ask that you keep your judgment where it belongs… to yourself.
Completely unwarranted life lesson from a married woman #12: Love has no rules. Let’s remember that.
