I used to think that I’d be all “grown-up” once I married. Instead, my new marriage has shown me just how childish I have always been. It’s forced me to grow up in ways I didn’t even know I needed maturing in. The heart and mind of a lonely single can easily be swayed into thinking it’s ready for marriage without any regard to the sacrifice it takes to make it successful.
I’m convinced, “grown-up” doesn’t exist. There’s “growing up” and “growing old”, but I’m not sure any of us reaches “grown-up”. There’s too much to learn along the way to Heaven.