It was totally tongue-in-cheek, of course, and very funny. But for most of my teens and early twenties, it was also kind of my anthem. I swore that being single was the way to be, and couldn't imagine ever wanting to be married.
It wasn't that I had anything against the institution. I just liked being my own person, and didn't think I could ever be happy sharing my life so closely with another person.
And then he came along.
I wasn't looking for it, and I didn't expect it. But it was so obviously meant to be. So I said yes, and haven't regretted it for a minute.
And so today, as I celebrate 11 years of being married to my best friend and the love of my life, all I can say is... thank goodness I was wrong. Love's great, especially when you're in it.