Demi Moore

I wonder how Demi Moore feels. It's a stupid thing to wonder but in this moment it seems very valid. I never write about celebrities because I don't personally think they're people I should devote any amount of time to. But Demi Moore is 49 and heading into her 3rd divorce, totaling 23 years of broken marriages. How must she feel because, honestly, not any amount of riches or popularity can amount to the happiness found within a perfect marriage.

I'm a strong believer in love. I've dreamt up my own personal fairytale and sized up every man whose ever held my hand to possibly be the man from the wedding cake topper. Most have failed and at the tender age of 22, I'm still searching and fitting the groomsman to perfection.

Ultimately, it's the marriage I look forward to more than the wedding. Maybe it's because I'm practical or possibly just the wiser. I think Kim K. wanted the wedding with all the glitz and glamour, friends drinking champagne and telling you how beautiful you look wedding dress after wedding dress, and was too caught up to realize the ball & chain attached to the end of her Vera Wang train. Marriage is what I look forward to. The constant day-by-day interaction presents a challenge for me. How would contribute to a successful, working marriage? Will there be a time where I'll need to spice things up to keep the love alive? Well, it's been a year will Michael now and I think we've adjusted into the holy matrimony hum-drum, but what happens when it's actually real? Will it last forever? Because honestly, I want to get to that moment where we sit on the front porch swing and watch the kids play. That moment when the grandkids ask us what it was like to fall in love in our day. I want to get to the point where you look past the wrinkles and signs of old age and still see that 23 year old brown-eyed college boy standing at your front door. I want to see how love doesn't change through the years- after all the family members have died & the new ones have been born, after all the friends come and go, and the weekly nights out on the town, become dinner parties for the holidays and then play dates with the kids, and finally hospital visits and final goodbyes. I want to turn to my right and see my right hand man who keeps all these memories with me because no one wants to go through life alone.

This makes me think about 49-year-old Demi. I want a marriage that grows day-by-day. A love that lasts a life time. Divorces are ugly but in some instances, absolutely necessary. I can understand why her first marriage at 18 was doomed to fail and that's ok, people make mistakes. I'm sure she thought she had it all figured out with Bruce and when that failed I can see how Ashton lit her fire and kept her feeling alive. But now, that's over, too. So what must she be feeling on the inside. Who will be there for her when Hollywood Blvd is over taken by the Team Jacob's and Disney Channel Stars? Who will she rely on when she needs that special someone to lay next to every night- you can't be a cougar forever! I wonder what will happen to Demi Moore or the other women who turn out to be like her. Can women survive without finding true love forever?