|Tea at Jane Austen Centre|
The ironic thing is that my comfort comes from a time period were I would be even more of an outcast than I am now. Yes it isn't the greatest being single at thirty-six but if it was the 1800's I would be an official spinster. I would be an inconvenience to my family and have no hope for potential marriage. Granted there are days that I feel that this concept has not changed.
Twice this week the question came up of marriage. First was a work colleague of my father. Apparently they were having a discussion about who was at Easter and it came up that I was not married. The guy's response was, "she's not married, I remembered her as attractive". My father had no response for him. What do you say? My mum suggested, "that I didn't want to end up with someone like him". I would have gone for, "she has let herself go".
|Bath, England & Jane Austen memorial (Winchester Cathedral)|
Instead of continuing to let this issue bother me I'm going to just embrace my independence. I am going to be like the heroine in a Jane Austen book and marry for love not just to be married. So tonight I will dream of walking the streets of Bath, like the scene from my favorite Jane Austen book Persuasion.