What "kept" me from marrying? The assumption that I am (was) like "most young women" does not apply in my case. While I certainly have nothing against marriage, I never felt "called" in that direction. Although protestant, I envisioned myself as a nun of sorts, dedicating my life to serving God through teaching "difficult" children. Marriage simply was never on my radar, so to speak. My peers considered me a.bit "odd" because I wasn't all that interested in "getting a man." Some suspected me of having unnatural desires, a notion I find most disgusting. In turn, I thought most girls from Middle School on up through college to be obsessed with boys, and silly-minded. For this reason, I had more male friends than female. Yes, I did date a few men, but the relationships were mostly platonic. I was attracted to men who had altruistic missions in life beyond finding a wife or getting a co-ed into bed. I've always envisioned myself as a helper to a man with a mission, rather than a wife and mother to a man's children. But let me emphasize that being a wife and mother is a noble and Godly calling. One of my few close female friends since college days is a mother of ten children, and now grandmother of 32, great-grandmother of seven. (No, she was NOT a college student! She is a farm wife, married at 16, whom I met while riding my bicycle out into the countryside.)
Let me state, also, that finances were never a factor in my not marrying. I took no loans, accelerated my graduation dates by six mos.to a year, worked full-time or more, lived very simply. To this day, I live pretty much as in college except that the bulk of my time and energy goes to my students. I could not possibly serve them properly if I were married with children of my own. Mine has been life of interest and adventure. I have regrets for having remained single.