Wedding Bell Blues

Went to a wedding today; one of my son's best friends from HS got married to an Ecuadorean! In the beautiful low light of the dance floor I was suddenly overcome with melancholia and felt the need to exit at once.  Sigh.  Seems like it shadows me, or do I invite it?  (And yes, I am tipsy on Pinot Noir!)

I wonder what it is like to know you have met The One you will stand up and pledge to in front of witnesses.  I turned 56 last month, and the man I thought I might marry and I no longer even speak.  Sigh again.  Not cut out for the coupled life, I move in my own rhythm. Thank God for my pets. :)

In the meantime, my grandson is developing nicely and should be arriving in 2 months or so.  I am regularly thankful for the blessing my son is in my life.  And grateful that I was able to have him regardless of my marital state.  Single now and forever.