People always ask me one thing, the same thing in various shades.
They ask me why I'm not married? Why don't I have a significant other? Why don't I have kids?
You're old enough they say ... I look at them, smile and shrug.
The answer that always runs through my mind is ... I don't know.
I just don't.
I would like to say that it's because I'm selective, I'm an introvert with very high standards. I've put other things above finding love. I'm guarded with who I let in.
I would even go as far as saying I'm expensive and I expect a lot from the person I ultimately choose.
I almost believe all those answers and to a degree they can be true; however, we all know that's not true. That destiny has a way of fooling all and each standard and plan we have. That whatever is meant to be is meant to be. If fate would have decided I find the right person in the very wrong one then it would have been so.
People also ask why I wear a ring on my left hand. They go through the list of possibilities, are you married? Engaged? Promise ring?
I shake my head, once, twice, thrice.
The answer ? Because I want to. Because I believe a ring is simply a symbol upon which we have bestowed power to dictate our status.
So, you see there are no simple answers. There are answers that need explanations, there are answers with back stories, there are exasperated answers. And as woman we always endure a double standard even though society says we don't.
And why people keep on asking .. .well I just don't know.