A number is a number. A number does not define anyone. Whether it is your weight, age or salary, it is just a number.
There is nothing more frustrating than telling people I am getting married next summer and the first question that comes out of their mouth is “how old are you?”.
The correct response is congratulations, not a judgmental question on if, in your opinion, I am old enough for marriage.
For one, if your opinion mattered at all, you would already know my age, along with my full background story, family lineage and potentially my blood type.
Secondly, I am loud and proud 24 with plans to marry my 24 year old smoking hot fiance. I hope that is OK with you.
Yes, I am just a baby and yes I know I look like I should be getting ready for my junior prom (thank-you mom for my genes) but that doesn’t mean that I don’t understand the importance of marriage. If I didn’t think the commitment of marriage was important, I would be not be stressing over wedding finding the perfect venue, or in all honesty, any venue!
But that is where are these strangers are wrong. I am an educated young woman who sees the seriousness of commitment. I finally found the one person who supports my every goal, who eats everything I make with a smile (even quinoa and lentil soup!) and who see’s me as a beauty queen even when I have been sick all night.
There is so much more to marriage than the feeling of love and signing these papers is an exclamation that we are ready establish team LeClerke (name still in brainstorming phase).
How blessed are we that we found each other young and can have many more years together?
And anyone who knows us as a couple would agree that we are a great match for each other (Hopefully..if not speak now or forever hold your peace).
So the next time someone tries to define my marriage potential with my age, I will smile and be proudly say 24, because it really doesn’t matter.