The Missing Piece Laura Shirk September 1, 2015 Career, Lifestyle We can all agree that at some point between swapping spit and swapping keys, we’ve either been the one to say or hear, the oh so dreaded…”It’s no you, it’s me”. Well what happens when in reality it’s “us”. A successful relationship takes time, commitment and honesty – at times brutal honesty. Which is it what it takes to leave the one you love out of respect. And yes, this happens more than you think. While underlying grief still exists, so too does a mutual agreement. Loving someone, but not seeing them in your future, is like putting all the pieces of a puzzle together and then missing the final one. The picture is visible, but nowhere near complete. Early days of relationship building teaches us that compromise is key. We must rely on simple give and take to strike balance. However, there is no room for compromise when it comes to seeking fulfillment. Compromises become sacrifices, which only leads to resentment. With my birthday conveniently just around the corner, I’ll soon be celebrating yet another passing year. Continuing on that steep downhill climb toward thirty, and I’m still no closer to having a plan. I’m still no closer to wanting to start my own family. While waiting for marriage is becoming a common trend among women of the millennial generation, there is still an overwhelming expectation that we not only embody a natural motherly instinct, but also choose to bear children. Factoring in societal influences, not only should we be striving to attain motherhood, but more importantly, a change in status from “just a mom” to “mom-on-the-go”. Mothers serve as an entire sub-section of female branding, which focuses on members of the gender taking on dual duties and looking fabulous all the while. In addition to parenting pressures, women face constant reminders of the importance to stay fit, become a foodie and make each update present on social media. The beginning of a new chapter, equates to the beginning of a new life – literally. Call me immature. Call me selfish. Call me infertile. I’m not afraid to admit that I’m definitely considered the first and second. In many cases, social conformity plays a role in female decision-making. There exists a long checklist of common goals, which require being ticked off in a certain order. There is no room for error. No room for judgment. However, the greatest tool for empowerment is having a strong sense of self, which only comes after much exploration. And for some exploring the road less travelled is more rewarding. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Related Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.