45 years ago, this was my very last night as a single person. I was getting married the next day. I don't remember anything too specific about my last day of being single. I spent most of it finishing up the last of the packing and a few errands for last minute things. I was only 19, I didn't have a lot of deep thoughts about what I getting myself into! And I certainly wasn't thinking about how young we were. I didn't feel like a kid, after all, "I'm Getting Married in the Morning" is about as grown-up an activity as a girl could do!
I don't recall making a list or acknowledging how everything about my life would change. I was looking forward to the wedding. I was looking forward to being married to my Mikey. I was looking forward to the grand adventure we were about to start together. I was in love and I was happy. I went off to slumberland without giving too much credence to second thoughts!
The truth is there were many things I had never done and now might not ever do, like like travel by myself, or have my own apartment, or do the "singles scene", or be on my own, or have a career! I wasn't very concerned about it at that time. It was only several years later that I had thoughts about what alternatives had existed and how my life would be so different if I hadn't chosen to get married at 19.
1966 was just about the end of the time when most girls only aspired to be wives and mothers. There were a few women out there who were preparing for careers, but I wasn't one of them. I was taking the traditional route....marriage and family. (Funnily enough, I turned out to be among the first of the working moms, but that's a story for another day.)
Today in 2011, I am aware that I have been married two and a quarter times longer than I was single. It's kind of difficult to even remember some of those single years. It feels like I have always been married to the Big Guy. We had a lot of fun things and like everyone, some sadness. We were blessed with our precious and wonderful daughter, and much later her precious and wonderful daughter. What greater prize could life have given us??
But back then, this night 45 years ago was my very last as a single woman. By the next afternoon, I would become a wife! And 45 years later I still am!