I often find myself overly enthused about the future possibilities of a new romantic relationship. This often begins with the classic 2nd grade girl practice of considering his last name and how well it does or does not go with my first name. It is amazing how quickly my brain goes from first conversation to first date to marriage. I am at a stage in my life where I’m really not looking to spend any (significant) amount of time with someone that is not marriage material, so this makes some degree of sense. Still, I wish I could just relax a bit and get to truly know a person before I make decisions about their husband worthiness.
The daydreaming is not all bad. It is fun to imagine all of the different versions of myself that would be the byproducts of my relationships with the various guys I have dated. When I see myself as the wife of a well-to-do businessman versus a physician versus a tradesman, I see three different lives ahead of me. Marrying an only child would be vastly different to marrying the middle child in a family of eight. Every aspect of your mate’s life and of their personality is going to greatly affect your relationship with that person. As I continually seek out my Mr. Right, I find myself constantly reinventing and reinterpreting myself and my possible future life with each particular person.
I feel quite confident that I am not alone in this practice of getting so far ahead of where my romantic relationships actually exist. I think this is probably quite “normal” and that it is also a symptom of my age. I am not sure if it is healthy for my heart or my head, but I see no indication that it will go away anytime soon. With that, I’ll leave you to daydream of your future life with your own Mr. Y or Z and all the possibilities that lie ahead.
