Do you some times wish you had a GO BACK button on your life as a JW? I know I do. I know THE defining moment I wish I could hit Ctrl, Alt, Delete. I'll tell you mine, you tell me yours, if you wish.
Mine; remembering the summer of 1967 I was all of 15 years old. District Convention some where in California when it was announced that dating was for those serious about getting married. I was going steady at the time with my soon (waaaaay too soon) to be husband who was 17. We got engaged shortly after that prompted by our parents and married in the summer of 1969.
I have often wondered if instead of rushing to get married I had done as most kids did, finish high school with my classmates, maybe go to college or learn a trade, definitely live for a while on my own and test the waters of the world a bit before settling down, growing up and becoming my own person before I took on the job of wife and mother.
It was a real big thing in the late 60's early 70's for JW kids to marry the world was changing at a fast pace and the society was trying it's hardest to rein us in and keep us free from immorality, boy that sure didn't work.
OK your turn.....