“Happy Feet”

So today a family friend came home to have lunch and told us all the scoop and details of her engagement. Married + being 24= disaster.
I don’t know if maybe I’m some sort of super modern-open minded-crazy woman from the generation, affected by technology and all the opportunities women have now. But I can’t picture myself marrying at that age. Mainly because I want sooo many things. I don’t want to feel tied. And it’s not like I’m afraid of committing myself to one man. It’s just that I’ll have to share. Tied to share and depend on another person’s desires and needs. I think I need more time to be self-centered, full of myself and selfish with my hard earned money and time.
I picture myself at age 24 as a rising professional. Lipstick Jungle girl in-the-making. Therefore, no time for husband. Just me, focused on my career, my job. I’ve always loved to work. To get things done by myself. To be independent.
Also because I’m really irreverent. I don’t follow social rules when I don’t agree with them. I believe a woman can get as far as a man, and further. I am not the kind of girl who dreams of marrying some millionaire so that she can manage her time between manis, pedis, the gym, cooking and meeting with other housewives to gossip. I don’t want to be a man’s shadow. I want to have my own achievements. You know what I think is sad? A woman is walking by the street and suddenly someone asks who she is, since she is looking good; and the answer goes something like this ‘She is the wife of that Wall Street Billionaire. No idea what her name is or who she is at all. Just that she’s pretty hot.’
That’s depressing. In my dreams, the answer goes ‘She is a member of the most important buffet of layers in all the U.S., the writer of a bestselling non-fiction book, and capital investor. Also, she is gorgeous and married to the owner of every building in NYC. I hear they both got out of nowhere, and worked their asses up to where they are now. Real impressive.’
Now THAT’s how I want to be remembered. I guess my priorities in life are different than hers. She just wants a humble life married with a low-key business man, living on the beach and having plenty of children.
But well, we all have different desires and priorities in life. Every mind is a new world, folks. And even when we don’t seem to understand what’s driving others, we have to support them and be glad, for they are seeking what happiness means for them.
Because happiness, as everything in life, is subjective. Happiness is different for everyone. While she founds happiness in being a housewife, I found happiness by improving in my professional life. As you see, happiness can be whatever you want it to be.

WG