Today I was looking at the search terms used for those who visit my blog. I discovered in the past ten months over 1,500 people have arrived at my blog using the search term ‘I hate being a wife’. So having had a busy few days I thought I’d cheat a little and repost that very popular post, in case you missed it. So here’s to all those, like myself, who hate being a wife.
Before we were married, my party piece was the song, “I never will marry”.
Now I admit the song is about love, and the loss felt as a love leaves. However every time I sang it, I sang the lines
“I never will marry, I’ll be no mans wife,
I expect to stay single all the days of my life”,
with great gusto, whilst eyeballing my future husband. However somewhere along the way, my sense of independence left me, and in a moment of great weakness, I forgot my determination to remain single.
When he was asked “the” question, I accepted.
I became a wife.
As the years have passed by, you would think that I would no longer feel like this. But I do. When I hear those words, ‘my wife’,
I cringe and inside I bubble. I’m me, not someone’s ‘wife’.
So there you have it, now you all know,
I hate being a wife!
And guess what? Now that my husband knows, I will probably hate it even more,
as I can hear him now, joyously introducing me at every opportunity,
with the words,
“Hello, have you met Tric? She is my wife!”.
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