It was all calculated in my mind since I was a little girl. I would be married around the age of 26, have children by 30, a great career, cute home, and, maybe, a few pets. But, life doesn’t always go as planned; not even close. If it did, what fun would that be?
I moved to the United States a year ago to get married. I was 23 years old, and moving to a whole different country by myself.
Yet, I was never more sure of anything in my life that this was what I was supposed to be doing. I had never ever been the person who was certain about decisions — especially important ones. But this time it was different. I don’t know how but… I just knew.
They say when you’ve met the right person, you just know. Was I just one of the lucky ones who just knew? I’ve heard about this in tons of romantic movies and books but this is real life — my life. Somehow, I feel a sense of purpose, and just general happiness.
Of course everything isn’t perfect, there’s no magical algorithm for knowing how life works best for oneself; still, I sure do feel like one of the lucky ones. ♥