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.
posted by taza @ 8:57 PM
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Aloha... I'm still around, stopped in to say hey there. " Life is unkind--. We fall but we keep getting up..."
Peace to you.
hello long lost blogger friend. Sigh. Yes, I know of the sadness of which you speak. How can something that seemed so solid just disappear?
I, too, am very thankful for my dear little dog. She's a great cuddler.
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