There Goes That Dream.

What the point?

What is the point of marriage?

All I know and have ever seen is relationship after relationship

fall apart.

Only ending in heartbreak.

And remorse.

What is the point of going through that?

Why would we want to be miserable?

I know the most incredible ladies who deserve an entire kingdom,

and to be treated like a royal princess,

and live happily ever after.

I am not stupid.

I don't live in La-La land.

Life is full of trials.

Trying times that will push you to your limits.

But for once in my life,

I would love to see these hardships pull a marriage together

instead of push the love apart.

I'm just sick of it.

I'm never getting married.

I will with my seven kitties and two parakeets.

My testimony of my Savior's love will be enough for me in this life.

Isn't that why we are here?

To become like Him?

And that is my goal.

So why do I need to fall in love?

Because I know it won't last.

It never does.

Once the honeymoon stage passes, I fear everything will fall apart.

So as of this moment I am never getting married.

Maybe I'll move to Ethiopia.

I will work in the orphanages as a nanny and serve the people there.

Maybe I will become a lonely psychologist,

who spends all of her time developing an actual cure for Schizophrenia.

I'll be so busy, having a husband would be silly.

Yes.

I like these plans.

Along with my kitties.

I give up as a hopeless romantic.

That is a far off dream that will never be reached.

Well,

thanks for listening to my ramble.