If you don’t follow me on Twitter, Insta or know me personally- you might not be aware that I got engaged nearly a month ago now. (although it’s all i’ve nattered on about for weeks so you must have been living under a rock tbh)
We were sat having a picnic in New York’s Central Park, sat on a Pokemon rug and having the most incredibly lovely afternoon… and Luke asked me to marry him.
It was 100% exactly the way I would ever have wished it could happen, nice and private- in a beautiful location and I knew straight away that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him (I’d known that for a while, but ya know…).
But one thing I’ve had a bit of backlash with after telling people, is that I’m “only 23 years old”.
This isn’t something that my family have mentioned, nor my close friends- but casual colleagues that I’ve told and a few random acquaintances have made the odd stray comment about me being in my twenties and with my entire life ahead of me.
The thing is, that really baffles me?
I didn’t realise that your life seemed to end if you took yourself off the dating market and decided to make that commitment to someone?
I guess the comments are well-meaning, that potentially your twenties are for dating around, experiencing new things and meeting new people? Perhaps they think I’m too young to make that kind of lifetime commitment to a marriage?
But that’s what works for SOME people.
I’ve had two serious relationships before I met Luke. He’s had three. We both agree that we learnt a lot about what we want from someone else and what we found doesn’t work. Those relationships, our dating history and the fact that I personally feel mature enough now and confident enough in myself to make these kind of decisions, is why I want to do it.
I guess we could just stay in a relationship for another few years and wait until the generally widely accepted age for us to get engaged, but why would I do that when I’ve met my Mr. Right?
I think the things is, only you and your significant other know what is right for you. We probably won’t be officially tying the knot until 2019 anyway- but I can’t imagine not having a life together now we’ve got our house, out cat babies and a snuggy little country life. He’s the first person I’ve ever met who I truly feel totally accepted, loved and appreciated by and the only person I could imagine having babies and growing old with (feel free to go and vom)
There’s no “right time” to do anything in my book. Whether you hitch up at 20 or decide that you’re not really bothered it’s totally down to personal preference.
I would never dream of slyly dropping judgement about the unmarried “older” people I know, so why would you do the same to me?