Sharing the story of a reader. Here it goes:
“Mine was an arranged marriage. I met my husband only twice before saying yes. He was (and still is) quite the opposite of me. I am an outgoing, adventurous, and bindaas person. He, the complete opposite. Introvert, shy and not so outgoing. It was his calm and peaceful nature that attracted me to him. Within a few months of saying yes, we were married.
We have now been married for almost 30 years and have been blessed with two wonderful children. But somewhere, I am not in love with the calm and peaceful nature anymore. Don’t get me wrong, I still love my husband very much, but the qualities that initially attracted me to him don’t appeal to me so much anymore. Once married, there were things that I wanted to do, places I wanted to be at, but he just was not up to it. I was spontaneous, he was not. I wanted to do things, he always wanted to sit at home. Somewhere down the line, I realized, we actually weren’t compatible individuals. And by that time, it was too late, I already loved him too much.
So where does this entire situation leave me? More than halfway there, but not there yet. There are things I regret not doing. Those random trips, long drives at night, etc. There is so much I didn’t do that pinches me. Yet, I loved him.
I do wish that I had given it more time before saying yes to him. To get to know him. To spend time with him. So I could actually see that we are not that compatible. On the other hand, I really cannot imagine my life without him.
Today, every time I look back, I can happily say I love him, but the undone things in life, always has, and always will pinch me.”