One of the most exciting but stressful things being a young, single adult here in Utah is Marriage. Marriage is of course the culmination of the years in making a decision for the rest of your life. In Utah, singles my age get married particularly young. My sister was married when she was 19 or 20, I don't quite remember. I am almost 22 and not married. Now im not trying to complain at all about not being married, but what I am saying is that there is this ginormous expectation to be married and I know I'm not ready for it.
It's not that I don't want to be married, I do, like really bad. I can't wait to have those experiences with a hot woman that I love, and that loves me back. I honestly have as a goal, that on my wedding night, as we are about to leave the reception with all the people having showed up, just before we are about to get in the car, I will yell with great confidence with my new bride next to me, "I'm going to go home, and SLEEP WITH MY WIFE!!!!"
Before that even happens though, dating has to occur. I mentioned in a post prior that Marriage is the next step in life after having come home from a mission -- I understand that. But at times, it is hard to fit or even measure up to the expectation everyone has of getting married. Why is everyone so different? I have friends, some companions from the mission that are already married, engaged, dating steadily, dating casually, and then single. EVERY PHASE! I don't know what they have done to be able to get to that point where they have found who they want to be with and then go for it.
I have dated a couple of girls since being home, one of which I was for sure I was going to marry, but it didn't feel right, and with time it proved to be so. Many of the things we considered were goals and aspirations in life. Careers, friends, family, hobbies, testimony, church service, a lot of things. We matched in many of those categories and we were attracted to each other, but I began to feel that we just like the physical closeness we had. Or at least that's how I felt. I began to just want to be with her because she would hold me, kiss me, and comfort me. All of that we had in common began to be immaterial to me. I was nice, but i saw that I didn't want that. The way my life is planned, it didn't make a lot of sense. I feel that I won't be married for some time because the way I have planned my life.