I was raised with the understanding that I would marry one day and raise a family. I still recall some of my dating efforts and early on I began to wonder whatever happened to Prince Charming? Wasn’t our knight in shining armor supposed to ride up on an elegant steed, sweep us off our feet, and plant us in a majestic castle where every wish we had would be fulfilled? Isn’t that how the story is supposed to go? Then the emancipated woman thing reared its head with hair styled in a tightly curled perm. What’s this? We’re supposed to take care of ourselves? Ridiculous.
Then I met my future husband and anything seemed possible – he believed in me in such a profoundly supportive way, that a funny thing happened. The more I took advantage of career openings and the more I learned the better opportunities came my way. Raising my hand, relishing a chance to explore my capabilities rather than fearing failure, I inadvertently created a career resume which ultimately enhanced our family’s financial well-being. Granted, not all of my ventures have been successful, but with each I’ve gained another experience, ready to utilize the wisdom gleaned in a future endeavor.
Perhaps Prince Charming should now be called the Prince of Opportunity.
What Do You Think?
What expectations regarding marriage and life were you raised with? Do you still hold those beliefs? If no, what has happened to change your point of view?