Unbelievably Settled
When I was married, I wasn’t friends with a lot of married people. As soon as I got divorced, I became closer to more married couples than you could shake a stick at (Etymology of shaking a stick at something meaning a whole lot of something.) It’s been strange to look back and notice that now.
Most of my closest friends are happily married and they give me hope that one day I, too, will be happily married again. MamaDee and her husband inspire me more than they know it. Watching them during BabyDee’s birth was one of the most loving experiences I’ve ever been a part of.
Hearing a phone conversation last week between ThePrincess and her husband was cute. They make kissy noises at one another … after he called JUST to tell her that the Goodyear Blimp had flown over their house. To me, that is love. That is absolute comfort and understanding of one another.
Then, over this weekend I spent time with MrsEnnPee and watching her and MrEnnPee (wouldn’t he love to know I’ve renamed him to her last name?) and hearing them daily profess their love for one another was great. They have little pet names for one another which on the outside makes me want to gag, but on the inside I’m a mushball.
So, my friends all under 30-years-old are all unbelievably settled. They have (or are going to try and have) a baby, a house, a career … and then there’s me. I’m 25, divorced, happily living single, working at a job where I’ve been feeling under-appreciated and they STILL want to be my friend. They still love me and treat me no differently than if I were married and had children. They may have one another … but I have BOTH of them. I guess this means I am just as unbelievably settled as they are.


August 14th, 2007 at 1:10 am
Wow, that is so poetic. I love it.
And, yes, we do love you!!!