The girl from seminary? She met her fiance in September. Went on a date in October. Was engaged two weeks later. Other girl? Only dated a month before engagement. Everyone else? Dated less than a year. My parents themselves only dated three months before getting engaged. I get that this happens and works for many people. That when you know you just know.
But. Whenever I see it I can't help but feel a bit jealous. And I hate that I feel that way.
Why do I? Because I've been with Sammy for two years. I've known he's the one for over a year. There's nothing that I want more than to be his wife and spend every night with him. To have spent Christmas with him. To fight over how to load the dishwasher with him. And then all these other people meet, and get to go right to that stage. It just gives me a huge knot in my stomach of jealousy. I want it so bad. I want to go to the temple so bad, to be sealed for time and all eternity. And I can't yet.
I know my time will come, and it's closer than I think. I also know I'll know my husband much better than most when they get married. That we already know how to communicate when we're frustrated without ripping each other's heads off. But, I still get jealous. I'm working on it. I'll congratulate them tomorrow. Tonight I'll scream in my pillow.