I used to think I wanted to be with a man who had it figured out. Then I found that often means his life is black and white with little room for grey.
I used to think I’d teach elementary school forever. Then I got a taste of teaching adults and discovered my favorite thing in the world.
I used to think that shared finances meant ‘weekly allowance.’ Then I learned it doesn’t have to.
I used to think I’m not much of a housewife. Then I learned that a housewife and a homemaker are not the same thing.
I used to think I didn’t know to decorate. Then I made my home beautiful.
I used to think a man and woman should share everything. Then I learned how much more I have to offer when some things are only mine.
I used to think marriage was the only route for me. Then I began to wonder if I’ll ever want to do it again.
I used to think I would feel most secure with someone who had the answers. Then I realized how beautiful are the words, “You know what, honey? I don’t know.”
I used to think I didn’t love movies. Then I started watching the ones I wanted to see.
I used to think that changing myself for someone else was like stretching a rubber band Then I learned it’s more like molding clay.
I used to think my intelligence and autonomy were a currency I could afford to spend. Then I learned that’s not true. At all.
I used to think I was half. Then I learned I’ve been whole all along.