Is today’s overheard sidewalk snippet from my morning walk to work, which, as usual, got me recalling....
In the late 1970’s I was engaged to a rock –n- roll drummer – he and I had dated all thru high school, we graduated, I got a ring, we set a date, secured the church, reception hall and while waiting for the big day....I got a phone call from a mutual friend, he wanted me to know that my fiancé had a girlfriend.
A fiancé and a GIRLFRIEND?
Now that wasn’t going to work.
Seems he had met Teri while playing a gig. She was cute, petite, bubbly, had a huge set of knockers, and she put out - ALOT.....the deal was sealed.
I was devastated.
I moved out of my parent’s home, got my first apartment with a good friend and I focused on my job.
A scant two weeks after moving out, I started dating a guy that turned out to be my future husband and within 6 months, from start-to-finish, we were married.
During the time prior to my wedding, a wise aunt of mine told me – “Sues DO NOT get married until you are in your mid-to-late twenties. You change a lot during that time period and who you are now in your early twenties – will not necessarily be who you are in your mid-to-late twenties. Your ideals change. Your wants and needs change. In essence you mature.”
She tried to pass on her lived out wisdom to me.
I didn’t listen and boy-oh-boy, was she right.
I did change. A lot.
He changed too – he got even more selfish.
The cutesy “let me play wife and take care of most everything – all the while working full time” role wore thin real fast. By my mid-to-late-twenties I was desperately in need of something different – I was miserable in my marriage – so we did what those around us were doing....we had a couple of kids.
Now that was thinking!
I not only had myself, my husband, our house and a job to take care of – I now had two small children that looked to me for their every breath and care.
Let’s suffice it to say I finally got some courage after 20 years of abuse (slow learner) and filed.
So my Aunt’s sage words were right on, but I was too starry eyed in love to listen. I wonder if the guy they were talking about had a wise aunt? If so, at least he heeded her advice.
paid the price