By REBECCA SPARROW
This past weekend George Clooney gave all of us a lesson in love.
And it’s possible we missed it.
It’s possible that amongst all the swooning over luscious designer gowns and Armani suits and Venetian canals and tequila and hang-on-was-that-Emily-Blunt-on-that-gondola? – we missed it. We missed the real take-away from the four-day extravaganza that was George Clooney marrying Amal Alamuddin.
But it was there and as lessons in love go, it was big.
It was a lesson in not settling.
If marriage is something you feel is important, if it’s something you dream of for yourself and you’re privileged enough to be legally permitted to partake in it, then Clooney’s weekend wedding was a lesson in the value of being prepared to stay single unless a phenomenal person comes along who tips your world upside down for the better; who enriches your life rather than drains it.
It was a lesson in flipping the bird to society and its constant pressure to get married simply because you’re single and over 40 and WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU? WHY AREN’T YOU MARRIED?
It was a lesson in standing your ground, holding out for the real deal. In being happily, comfortably single (and yes, maybe even childless) rather than miserable and married to the wrong person.