When I see my parents, I see beautiful, everlasting, committed love. My parents have a love and marital bond that only death can do them part. They are, and always will be, dedicated to their marriage no matter how hard things get. I’ve watched them make it through obstacles in which many people in my generation would’ve called it quits, but they don’t. They were raised to be committed, to stick through it, to wait for sex until marriage, and always put their partner first.
My parent’s generation is on the tail end of experiencing love and marriage in this way. Generations after Baby Boomers moved love and marriage in a different direction. A few years ago I was having a conversation with my grandma about being single and still unsure what I wanted in a life partner. She reminded me she was married with three children by the time she was my age, but then went on to explain that she didn’t blame me for not knowing what I wanted. She said I grew up in an uncommitted generation. I thought about it for a moment and she was right; commitment in relationships was no longer what it used to be.
Why are we such an uncommitted generation? Is it because we have too many options? With the click of a button I can start a relationship with someone across the world, but my parents and grandparents didn’t have that option. It is also no longer frowned upon to date and marry outside of your race, heritage, religion, etc… We even have the option to date and marry (in some states) someone of our own sex. When they were young my parents and grandparents were told by society that all these things were wrong so that really limited their options when it came to who they could build a relationship with. Does the frequency and ease of divorce also play a role? If you think about it more than half of marriages turn out to be pseudo life commitments.
Is our inability to commit a bad thing? I feel that having so many options is a good thing. I haven’t just had strawberry, chocolate and vanilla to choose from, I’ve had 31 flavors. I know having so many options has also allowed me to discover more and more about myself over the years. I believe discovering me will make me a better partner when I do find the one who will rock my world until death do us part. So here’s my question, if we have more options to find what makes us most happy then shouldn’t we have more fulfilling relationships? Or are we not fulfilled because more options keep coming about and making us reconsider what we thought we wanted?
My adorable parents and grandparents