A Vow is a Choice

I admit outright that I am a possessive being. I do believe that it's just simply in the nature of being people, no matter how altruistic a person is. I believe that's what makes choice such a big deal for me. I demand my right to choose. I pick who is around me, I choose how my money is spent, I make the choice of what I do with my time, I go where I want to do and I won't allow anyone else to make those decisions for me, unless I give my permission for someone else to do so. 

It's for these same reasons why I believe that once you make a strong decision, you shouldn't be so easily swayed. That's not to say a person isn't allowed to change their mind but that a change should come with a good reason. You made that decision for a reason after all. It's also for these reasons that you live with the consequences of these choices. Assuming that you've been given the information of your choice, you're aware of what happens with it. 

I never really thought of myself as a traditional person but I think it's for these ways of thinking that I feel wedding vows are a bit sacred. It's that choice to promise to be with that person and only that person for the rest of your lives, made in front of people and whatever gods you believe in. It's not something to be done on a whim. These days, it's a whole production with a whole year or more to plan and make into a spectacle so it's not as if there isn't a whole lot of time to make sure of what's happening. The sad fact though is that there is divorce and cheating and a whole matter of marriage statistics, which honestly baffles me but that's another topic for another time. 

I have a husband, who I love, and I take my wedding vows seriously. I made a promise to be with him and no one else but him and he made that same promise to me, which I expect him to take seriously. I made that very clear from the start. If he ever comes to the realization that he no longer wants to be with him, then he need only to tell me that. Of course, I would be hurt and though I might be angry at the situation, I wouldn't be angry at him as long as he was honest with me. If he wanted to be with another person, then he simply needs to tell me. He needs to end things with me before he starts something with the other person and if he started something with the other person before he ended things with me, that would make me angry, that would make me vindictive. I would really prefer to not make a difficult situation even worse with insane amounts drama, if I really had to go through such events. 

Spring forward

Today was the vernal equinox. In laymen's terms, it's the day where the length of day is equal to the length of night, which is also the astronomical marking of the first day of spring.

There's lots of meaning to this day for a bunch of different days as it usually coincides with different religious affiliations and such. For me, I've never had much of a definition for this day and I'm not really sure why that is. I've always been obsessed with astronomy and astrology and anything having to do with the stars and such so there is that aspect that draws my attention to this day but that's it. This is a day of rebirth in a lot of wiccan/pagan rituals, which I've always felt a connection to, and it's a big celebration in Hindu cultures and of course, it's basically Easter in Christianity, but none of those have a deep connection to me. It's odd because I do feel something for the autumnal equinox but perhaps that's only because my birthday is not far off from that day. I'm not sure why that is but I may have to start thinking about it.

In the mean time . . .