Most girls love change. We change our clothes a few times every morning, our accessories every day, our hair a few times a week, and sometimes our male companions monthly and jobs and homes semi annually.
But how much change is too much?
When the major components of life – living, loving and labouring – are always changing, it may be too much.
There’s something nice about constants in life. Like work you’ve maintained for years, friends you’ve had since grade school, or homes that have been in your family for generations. It says you’re rooted, comfortable, and reliable. Maybe your vacations change, or your Tuesday dinners, but you’re not always in flux. People know what to expect from you…and you’ve passed the test of time in many situations. You don’t have disposable friends, temporary housing, or castaway career ambitions.
Like most girls I love change. I thrive on it…it fuels me up and gives me energy. I find nothing more exciting than travelling to foreign soil and being thrown in a land of surprises, where everything is changing and dramatically different than what I’m used to.
I’ve lived all across Canada, moved to France without speaking more than 20 words of French, and migrated to Asia without a clue of what I was getting into.
But when I got engaged so much change was on the table. Was I going to change my name? Was I going to sell my apartment, move into my fiancés apartment, rent another one, or buy a house? What about a family…were we going to try right away? Were we going to have a big wedding, a small wedding, a destination wedding, a themed wedding? Were we going to have another one in Argentina (where my fiancé is from)?
And that was just too much change. So for now, I’m going to get married and move into my fiancé’s apartment after we get married. And when, and only when, those changes have settled in I’ll be ready for more change.