I’ve noticed in the last year or so that whenever I find a girl attractive, almost always there’s an accompanying ring on her finger. This means I’m either only attracted to married women (which obviously presents a problem :)), or there’s something about them that I happen to find very attractive.
Since I do find myself attracted to single girls as well (phew!), I’m led to believe that it’s the latter. But what is it? When girls marry, they become different, in noticeable ways — they often tend to dress differently (more like grown women and less like girls), they carry themselves in a more mature manner, etc. — they exhude weddedness. Seriously. I’ve found that I can very often tell when a girl is married, even before I see the ring. (Not always, of course, but it’s happening often enough that I’ve noticed it.)
Now, whatever this “weddedness” is, it’s quite attractive. It’s wifeness, motherness, and that’s precisely what I want. (And I hope to develop the mirror image of it — husbandness, fatherness — in myself.) I look for it in girls I date.
And you know what? It’s rarely there. Sometimes there’s a glimmer, but rarely more than just a shadow. At first I despaired, because it was something I wanted so badly — and it felt so right and so good, so surely it wasn’t an unrighteous desire — and yet none of the girls I went out with were like that. Only the married girls, and they’re already taken. Since then, however, my eyes have been opened.
You see, there’s an anecdote floating around about Pres. Packer (or Pres. Kimball; perhaps it happened to both). As the story goes, a young lady said to Sister Packer, “I want to marry someone like President Packer.” Sister Packer then replied, “Honey, he wasn’t President Packer when I married him.”
It’s a liberating thought, really. We all want perfection, of course, and we see married couples who reflect the ideals we want, but we easily forget how long it took for them to get there. (The same thing applies for young college students wanting to have the same luxuries their parents do, without realizing it took decades of saving. Thus the avalanche of consumer debt.) We can’t compare people with 30-50 years of marriage behind them (or even five or ten) to the singles we associate with. Apples and oranges.
This doesn’t mean we should settle, of course. But it’s very important, I think, to keep in mind that growth is part of the process. We have to take that into account, recognizing that it’s okay if our significant other isn’t completely perfect yet. Some things take time. The alternative is to spend forever seeking out our chimera, and heaven knows how fruitful that will be.

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