And so, I settled. I settled badly for the kind of man that Prince Charming would have dueled to death with-the vile, evil, doom-plotting kind. I disappointed myself and tried to live with it, never imagining that it could be better, or that I deserved better. I still saw myself as Ursula, no matter what I changed about myself. I was unhappy with me and felt I deserved to be unhappily married. I did not deserve my fairy tale ending.
One day, after years of enduring his unappreciative attitude and evil ways, I woke up. Not in that Sleeping Beauty kind of way, but like a coma patient finding their way to the surface kind of way. I snapped out of it, so to speak, and kicked him to the curb. Hey, if I was gonna be Ursula, I could at least do that on my own, right?
Wrong. God had other plans for me. In the middle of an ordinary life, He changed the path I thought I deserved into the one He'd laid out for me anyway. He put someone in my life that, to this day, I still don't think I'm worthy of knowing and then took it one step further: He made this person my soul mate. Everyday I wake up knowing I've been blessed just to have him beside of me and knowing that he feels the same way. That was the key to it all, accepting that this is the person I was intended to fall in love with, that my Prince Charming was a tall, redheaded, sweet faced man with fascination with all things geek and that it was okay because I deserved to be loved. Whether I wake up feeling like Ursula or Ariel, it doesn't matter, because he loves, honors, respects, and cherishes me anyway.
The thing I hate most about living where I live is that I hear too often that a preacher or a pastor will not do a wedding if one of the two people in the union has been married before. They base this off of their own belief that God only intends for you to be married once and that is until death. That no matter if you get a divorce or not, that you are still married in the eyes of God. My husband and I were blessed with knowing a preacher who believed that everyone deserves second chances.
While the thought of still being married to my ex makes me want to puke, the concept of never being able to be with who makes you happy makes me sad. It's a concept I would hate any girl to be brought up thinking because, people are imperfect and make bad decisions. Young, female hearts are tender and susceptible to believing all types of things about themselves and ones they want to be in love with. They should be taught that they deserve to be happy with the person they love, not that if they make a mistake or their hearts change that they should be stuck with a loveless, painful marriage. This shouldn't be what we teach children, that their happiness means less than an outdated religious concept. The only thing we should teach is faith, loyalty, and the ability to recognize their own self worth. With these abilities, there will be fewer second marriages to concern those who don't like them. After all, every little girl dreams of having a fairy tale marriage . . . and she deserves the chance to have it, no matter if her Prince Charming is a little late showing up or not.
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