It dawned on me one day as I sank into a particularly sad mood—the type that has an ache to it like its own heartbeat—that we are not meant to be hollow. So, I chose to view as essential the grief, sadness, and longing that rush in like caged water escaping through cracks in crumbling walls.
Most people, when reading a title like the one for this post, will immediately assume that there is a mountain of hate ready to be dumped in their laps. Well, there won’t be.
You will honestly have entire days in which you will forget that you are broken. There will, of course, be cracks, but everyone has cracks. Nobody is without their flaws. And holding yourself to some impossible standard without those flaws will get boring after a while.
1. All of a sudden, your wardrobe will expand tenfold.
But marriage is where things get complicated for me. To be a part of many families, you have to marry into them. I have heard similar stories before: a couple can be dating for 3, 5, even 10 years and they won’t be considered part of the family until they are officially, legally married. This is where I begin to lose some understanding.