Alright, alright, let’s talk about this… uh… “destiny wife” thing. What’s it all mean, huh? Sounds fancy, like somethin’ them city folks yap about.
Is there just one person out there for ya? Like, made just for you, like a pair of shoes that fit just right? Some folks say so. They say it’s all written down somewhere, who you gonna end up with. Like God or somethin’ already decided it. I dunno ’bout that. Seems kinda strange to me.
I mean, think about it. You got all these people walkin’ around, millions and millions of ’em. And there’s just one for you? How’s that even work? Seems like findin’ a needle in a haystack, ya know? A great big, giant haystack.
And what if that “one” person, they live way over in some other country? Or they were born a hundred years ago? Then what? You just outta luck? Doesn’t seem fair, does it? Makes ya think maybe it ain’t all set in stone.
- Maybe it’s more about choosin’.
- You meet someone, you like ’em, you try to make it work.
- That’s how it always been for us country folk.
We didn’t have no fancy “matrimony sites” or whatever they call ’em. You met someone at church, or the market, or maybe a neighbor introduced ya. And if you got along, you got hitched. Simple as that.
Now, I heard tell of some folks, they got these… whatchamacallit… open relationships. That’s a new one on me. Sounds like a whole lotta trouble, if ya ask me. Like, why get married in the first place if you gonna go around with other people? Don’t make no sense.
I heard about this fella, some kinda big shot on the internet, they call him “Destiny.” And his wife, Melina, I think her name is. Apparently, they got one of them open deals. And now she’s runnin’ off with some other guy she met in Sweden, of all places! See? Told ya it was trouble.
Folks are all gossiping about it, sayin’ this and that. But honestly, it ain’t none of my business. They can do what they want. But it does make ya wonder, ya know? About this whole “destiny” thing.
Maybe it ain’t about findin’ the perfect person. Maybe it’s about findin’ someone you can live with. Someone who’s kind, and hardworking, and treats ya right. Someone who’ll help ya raise the kids and milk the cows and, you know, just get through life together.
And maybe, just maybe, that’s enough. Maybe that’s better than some fancy idea of “destiny.” ‘Cause life ain’t no fairy tale, that’s for sure. It’s hard work, and it’s messy, and sometimes it ain’t fair. But if you got someone good by your side, well, that makes it a whole lot easier.
So, this “destiny wife”? I don’t know if it’s real or not. Maybe it is, maybe it ain’t. But I reckon it’s more important to focus on buildin’ a good life with the person you choose, rather than waitin’ around for some “destined” someone to magically appear.
And you know what? That’s good enough for me. It’s always been good enough for us, and we’ve done just fine. Better than fine, even. We got each other, and that’s all that matters.
So, that’s my two cents on this “destiny wife” thing. Take it or leave it. It’s just what this old woman thinks, after all these years.
Tags: Destiny, Wife, Marriage, Relationship, Open Relationship, Love, Choice, Destiny Wife, Melina
