Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments...
I don't presume in any way to be knowledgeable on something as subjective as love. In many ways I am stunted in this department and far less informed than a woman my age should be. Much like someone who is the product of some pubescent arranged marriage, most of my dating years were spent in the same relationship. The only difference is that I entered the arrangement willingly and even after time robbed it of any semblance of love and romance, I diligently stayed. I can sit here and bitch about how difficult dating is in New York but I would rather forgo that, as it would only serve to illustrate another cliche...that of the bitter and cynical New York woman. The truth is finding someone is difficult everywhere, people just approach it differently in other parts of the country. In New York the independent converge and being single past the age of 30 is fully accepted as a valid lifestyle choice, like bisexuality or being vegan.
I think both being single and being in a relationship both offer their own set of obstacles. It is just as challenging to deal with the pitfalls and compromise of a steady relationship or marriage. We all try to avoid the mistakes of our past but if not for the incomparable joys that can be shared, then we would all just follow suit with the George Clooney school of bachelorhood. It's as simple as that, there are some of us that live for the potential of things while others would just rather not bother. But there is a point in a relationship, much like when your train stops and there is a sick passenger, the doors are open and you can decide to jump ship or you can stay put and weather out the uncertainty. I made the decision to stay and cross that threshold with someone and when the subway doors opened I found a really great man waiting. We are celebrating our 2 year anniversary this weekend. I can only say that moving in with him has been the scariest most thrilling decision, fraught with worry and exalted happiness since deciding to move to New York. So I am dedicating this blog to him and since he received a blank unsigned anniversary card, just thought I would say.... You have made feeling vulnerable and powerful simultaneously great. To me you are never the skydive, just the parachute. I promise to always have the patience to wait on the train and be there for you when the doors open.
With Love, S