I went to an engagement party last night. It was beautiful. The bride-to-be and I came to Dallas around the same time. Just a couple of years later, she is getting married.
The groom said something like, "if I could have created the perfect dream girl she would fall far below my fiancee." It was more poetic than that but I did not have a tape recorder. I wish I could accurately describe how he (the groom-to-be) recounted their courtship and proposal. It was refreshing to see a guy able to articulae his feelings so well. I mean every other sentence the crowd was like, "Awwww!" Or maybe that was just me. lol.
The bride-to-be seemed so happy, so in love. I am so happy for her. I know she really desired to be married. I love seeing dreams come true. I guess I am a romantic at heart.
Anywho.
I talked to my mom today and told her I feel like I am the last one left. You know you are fine being single when you have other people to be single with. Plus single is not really that bad. You have a lot of freedom to do whatever you please without checking with anybody. I love that part.
But.
There is a certain sadness that comes with the realization that you are not 21 anymore and everyone you know is married, has kids and/or is booed up. I want to want to be married, too, but I feel like that is not where God has me right now. I feel like that is the next step right beyond the next step if that makes any sense.
I just hate when people around you start to panic about your singleness when you have not actually started to panic about it. They project their worries onto you. Then I start to wonder if I should be concerned. It's not like I am getting any younger.
Then.
My mom, being mom, says, "you know that saying, 'Save the best for last.'"
Yeah, I know that. I know God is saving the best for last. For that, I am willing to wait.
**P.S. This entry is not a solicitation for email offers of dating, IM chatting or anything else. So please stop it. You know who you are.**
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