This was a question a friend of mine published on a well-known social network last week, and it got me thinking. Why is it us the ones that wait? Then it struk me: since we are little children, we, girls, are taught to wait; to wait for Prince Charming in shining armour.
Think of all the fairy tales we were told while growing up. Snow White, poisoned by apple, waits for someone to wake her up with a kiss; Sleeping Beauty, poisoned by spinning wheel, waits for someone to wake her up with a kiss; Rapunzel, locked in a tower, waiting for someone to rescue her, and the list goes on... They all WAIT! So what is it that we learn from these stories? To wait. It's seems to me that we were assigned a passive role in all this romantic scene.
Now, life isn't a fairy tale, we are not princesses, yet we wait. What if I don't want to wait any more? What if I refuse to accept the role assigned? Then I have to put up with society's judging eye. Women have come a long a way in changing stereotypes, but this is one that seems the hardest to brake. If a woman is ready to get out there and get herself a "prince", she is considered a tramp. Unfair, isn't it?
Anyway, I have always liked fairy tales and happy endings. I do like to believe in true love and that there's someone out there for me Am I waiting? Probably, I am.
