Would You Marry For Money?

No way would I ever marry solely for money!

I actually could have, but completely freaked out the moment I said yes! I am so glad I turned that yes into a no way! Shortly thereafter is when I found my true love.

Yes, I was young and out on my own for the first time, far away from home. Yes, it was Texas. I met a guy who stopped by the studio where I worked. He asked me out and I turned him down flat! He came by the studio every day with flowers or jewelry and an assortment of other gifts. The point is, he never came empty handed and he continued to ask me out. I guess he wore me down or something after about 2 weeks or so, because I finally said I'd go out with him.

He took me to a country club where his family and their friends always hung out, but first, he took me shopping and told me money wasn't an issue. He bought me a new dress, shoes, purse and jewelry that all matched of course and spent an insane amount of money. Once there, his father and father's friends patted him on the back, winked, gave him "atta boys" or uttered "splendid", or some other compliment, etc. At first it was all very flattering.

The same thing kept happening over and over. Every new place we were going, he clothed me from head to toe for the opera, for the yacht, for riding, etc. It was fun and quite the whirlwind for me, being young and naive and from a small town.

After only 2 months of dating, he proposed to me with the biggest diamond ring I'd ever seen in my life. I didn't think about it and just said yes.

Then it hit me. I asked myself if I loved him. I answered myself with I don't know, I don't know what love is. I then asked myself if I thought he loved me. I didn't have an answer for myself.

For the rest of the evening at the club, I noticed how he always puffed out his chest whenever he got a compliment about me from his father and his father's friends and it suddenly bothered me. I saw myself as a possession, a barbie doll to dress up, display, and show off, a trophy to brag about to his buddies.

I thought about all of these things and more for the next month and realized, I didn't love him, heck, I didn't even like him anymore and I called it off. I felt so relieved!

His mom called me and told me that she and his dad were devastated! Now, I truly liked them, but that's not enough for a good marriage.

Anyway, he kept bothering me for a long, long time, maybe attempting to try and wear me down again? Who knows? Who cares?

About four months later is when I met Hubby. I knew instantly he was the man I would marry. And well, obviously, I did. But this other idiot even bugged me for about three months after Hubby and I started dating, until Hubby put an end to it.

But that's another story, lol!

I know I made the right choice. Marriage for love, not money!


Terra

I think you meant, "Hard?" "Yes."

Cheers. - Frank