Whilst away, I was chatting to a member of my family who is the same age as me and single. It struck me that I undoubtedly take my life for granted. I met my husband when I had just turned 17 in my first job after leaving school. We were engaged three weeks after getting together, when I was 18. That was 11 years ago now and, whilst we've had our ups and downs like any couple, we are very happy and have two beautiful children. We've been married for over eight years and I often feel older in mind (not spirit) than my 29 years.
I met my husband when I had just moved to London. I was 17 and starting a new life. The absolute last thing I expected to find was someone to spend the rest of my life with. Whilst my friends were sitting their A-levels, I was planning my wedding and when they were at university, I plodded on with my career.
I never had to meet new people in bars or try internet dating. I didn't have to worry about ageing and not having found a partner yet. Or even getting older and worrying about whether or not I would have time to meet someone and have children. I haven't had to encounter any of the trials and tribulations of dating in a world where everyone shares their lives so openly on the internet.
As I write, I realise that I might sound smug and this isn't my aim. I am so lucky to have all these things and I generally take it for granted. The family member will find someone. She is attractive, young and enthusiastic. She has a good job and she is independent. So, I think it is important to cherish what you have. I know that in the future, I will take stock of what I have and relish it.
