I had to travel to St. Paul, Minnesota for a week of meetings and ever since I was a young girl I had been fascinated with the Mary Tyler Moore show, so it only made sense that I had to go see the Mary Tyler Moore statue. (Or rather, it was Mary Richards, but for the sake of this post, I’m still going to refer to her as MTM.)
I didn’t marry until I was forty. I don’t think I would have had the patience.
I totally know I wouldn’t have had the patience. I think I was much more prepared marrying this late in life than I would have been in my twenties. I’m also not as tightly would as I used to be. Essentially, my husband helped unravel me.