On the 5th of April, 2016, nearby the summit of Castle Ewen in the Faerie Glen my best friend asked me to marry him, and I said yes.
I was completely taken by surprise. We have been living together for 2 years, lived independently apart and started seeing each other when I was attending secondary school. In other words, despite our young age, we have been together for a very long time. We have talked about marriage many times before and always knew we wanted to get married someday. I just didn’t suspect Sam was about to pop the question.
I am engaged at 21, and although some may scoff at the idea, it makes perfect sense for us.
In today’s society, there is a pressure on young people to go out and experience life whilst you are young and single. Marriage is viewed as an item on a to-do checklist, that you should only do once you are the perfect version of yourself: financially stable, well-cultured and have all your plans lined up. There is nothing wrong with waiting until you are earning a certain amount, but that isn’t our story. We have a direction we want our lives to take and will buckle down to make ends meet in the meantime. There is a misconceived perception that two young people to wanting to get married have not thought it through, or are having a baby. This just isn’t the case. We are choosing to get married.
“What is the rush? Why would you want to settle down in your twenties?”
Perhaps I have a different view on love, I just want to spend the rest of my life with my best friend. And why should we wait to spend our lives together? I don’t believe that marriage is an end to all ambitions. I fully intend to follow my dreams and become the person I need to be. In my case, I will have my fiancé cheering me on along the way and vice versa. You do not need to be single to be independent. I’m excited to take the big plunge and see the man I love grow as we age together.
At the end of the day, there is no right age to get engaged. And who says that I can’t “experience life” alongside my husband-tobe.