Just when I thought that it was safe, WHAM!! Another well-meaning “friend” calls
And delivers that wonderful phrase, ‘Have I got a Man for You!’
After experiencing more than one woman should have too, I’d tried, with little to
No success, to gracefully turn away from these people. What is it that drives them? Do they,
Because they are off the market, married, together with their soul mate, consider it their Duty
To round up all those less fortunate and coral us, rope us in, tie us down and brand us with gold on our ring fingers? We are seen as a threat to many of them. When, if truth be told, we wouldn’t be caught anywhere near their man!! Have you ever taken the time to study these
Well-meaning friends?
When the scent of an available man fills the air they know. Like drums playing across the city streets the word goes out…….and that gleem appears in their eyes and out come the roladexes and files and phones begin to ring in homes all over town. Then come the “invitations”.
Lunches, cocktails, dinners, brunches. And each one comes with that special kicker: “he’s just PERFECT for you!!”
Honestly.
Here’s the really sad bit - how many of “us” harbor the hope that just maybe, maybe this time HE will turn out to be The One? Everyone hold up your right hand now please. For no matter how we struggle to present that face of not caring and I quite like my single state, thank you, the truth is that WE want it too. The whole package. No substitutions allowed.
And, rest assured, our female MARRIED friends know before we do when that moment has arrived. They can sense it. All those little clichés appear on us. Like a rash. It spreads all over us and before we know it, we’re stricken. No cure. And doesn’t it feel bloody marvelous!!
Its called LOVE.
And them I came down with it. A bad case too. Terminal. I was visited and fussed over and yes, even a bit spoiled. A bitter pill to have to swallow. I had preached for so long about the very thing that now held me captive. And I found that I had not the slightest desire to be rescued! I reveled in this wonderful person who saw thru all the rot about liking my state and not needing another man in my life . That I was “off men” seemed to be such a sad thing to be so proud of.
To meld oneself with another is bliss. I am lucky. I got it right.
