I read this post on NC17's blog Men Choose, Women Settle Black Girls Are Easy and thought to myself, what's wrong with me claiming the man that I want?
I have been proposed to three times, three different men, three different rings...and I didn't marry any of them! I'm not traditional in a sense of waiting for my man to propose to me. My focus isn't having an elaborate story to share with my future grandkids
My focus is staking a permanent claim on the man that I believe with all of my heart I am supposed to share forever with. Who gives a damn about who asked who? Thirty years from now I still plan to be happily married to this man.
Then there is this constant nagging itch to have one more child. I had all but cursed the idea of giving birth to another child, now I'm thinking about names for my future nonexistent bundle! I'll be 33 in August, my bio clock and patience is running out of batteries. I always told myself that 35 would be my cut off, and I also told myself that I wouldn't have another child unless I am married.
Should I put a ring on it?? Hmmm...I just might!
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