Many moons ago I was not married. I was without child as well. I knew other guys that had taken on these sort of things but it all seemed very distant, like something that I should have no part in. Some talked of the time when they would settle down but that had no appeal to me. I could go anywhere I wanted on a whim without anyone to answer to. If I did not like the way a job was going, I walked out. I even went so far as to say I would never marry. Then there was her.
Never say never. If you don’t learn anything else from me (I know, I don’t give many lessons here) remember that. I met my wife and within less than a year we were married. After a couple of years these strange little people showed up. During this time I decided to assume a mortgage because that is what married people do. Add a couple of car payments and suddenly footloose and fancy free comes to a grinding halt. I was and am securely anchored. I have succumbed to domestication.
I had a Sunday School teacher one time that told me I really wouldn’t be a man until I got married. I really didn’t think much of that then. I know now what he meant. The truth is I don’t miss the old days that much. I was not married more years than I have been but I can’t imagine not having my family now. It seems like we have always been. I believe that we are built this way, to have the love and warmth that comes with family. God planned it that way. I know this isn’t a popular sentiment today but I believe that it is still a man’s responsibility to take care of his family. Too many have bailed out on that. So in the end this whole settling of Chris has turned out to be a good thing. Besides, if I didn’t have a family then what would I do with my paycheck, save it?