The idea of timelines has always been prevalent in my life for one reason or another. In my last relationship, there was a timeline that I placed on him and myself for marriage and children. I spent 4 years with this man and I had an expectation based on time that I should’ve had a ring by then. It didn’t happen that way and now I know why – he was not my husband. I was trapped in an emotionally and mentally abusive relationship. Never thought that would happen to me, but I digress. The point is, I thought that when you are in a relationship, this should be happening at a certain pace.
Now that I am in a new space, I have a different perspective on time. My life has been full of blessings and joy; God has been moving so much and He just hit me with a man that I wondered if any more of his kind existed. It’s been a month and things have been taking off tremendously, but very organically. Nothing has been forced or coerced, manipulated or tricked. The connection is just there and it’s natural. I worried if I would connect with another man so easily. Also, I’m moving to another state soon and I cannot let this man go. After I swore that I would not meet anyone seriously because of my move… God laughed.
I say all of that to say this: should timelines exist? And by whose standards are these timelines created? I am beginning to think that time is just an illusion, and it is created by people for various reasons. I used to be confused about how people could be engaged after 6 months of dating and carry on with a successful marriage. In the same sense, I didn’t understand how people could be together for 10 years before they got married. So maybe timelines are not as essential as society makes them seem.
Just go with it.