I held a debate this past week with an amazing group of university students that I absolutely adore. They remind me so much of a particular group of students I taught at Dankook University for three years... ahhhh, I miss them. Anyways, back to the debate. So the debate was whether or not they think it's better to be married or to be single.
Those in favor of marriage, said it was better to be married because of the following:
1. Economic power
2. Safety and security
3. Family and love
Those in favor of being single, said it was better to be single because of the following:
1. Have a lot more free time and freedom
2. Spend less money
3. Can concentrate on their job more
Of course I'm in favor of being married but I honestly never was when I was their age -- when I was a university student. I was all about living out life as the single girl. Guys were a mere accessory and during the school year they were pure distraction so I left my dating life till summer vacation. When the students asked me about how I knew I wanted to marry Snickers I told them "I just knew." It was the same answer my mother had once told me when I asked her about wanting to get married. "You'll never understand me until you too just know" she added and it wasn't until about three years ago that I finally understood exactly what she was talking about.
In a time span of a little over 8 months I had met Snickers, started dating, became engaged and got married. He wasn't perfect but he was perfect for me and I there was no way in God's green Earth that I was going to let him pass me by. We've been married for over two years now and we're still very much in the honeymoon stage. Sometimes I wake him up in the middle of the night just to tell him I love him... and that I'll kick him in the head if he ever leaves me (laugh as you may but it's true... hahaha). He usually responds with "I crazy love you" and often adds "Baby Angel... Ice cream spoon me."
As for why I think marriage is so cool, well, if waking up every single day to a half naked gorgeous man that's your best friend, husband, lover, biggest fan, hero, and teammate all wrapped up into one person isn't a good enough of a reason to like the married life than I don't know what is.
Speaking of the hubby... my beautiful hubby comes back from the Philippines tomorrow!!!
Ya to no more spooning with 4-legged friends.
Ya to no more solo conversations.
Ya to the resume of daily massages.
Ya to the resume of midday coffee dates.
Ya to the resume of tickle-time tapouts.
[Enter strange and derange happy time dance moves, with a clothing optional choice]
Sorry Balboa and Pyen Chi, I love you too -- you're my little Ggum Guum gang -- but I miss Snickers. I want to wake up to kisses from him, not licks on my face or bites to my ears from the two of you!!!
Only one more sleep before Snickers comes back!!! I'm sooooooo flippin' excited I could almost pee my Polish panties. This is like Christmas all over again, well, Christmas in Canada that is;)
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