And then there were two...

I have been blessed with an extensive circle of friends. 20 close girls that I see now and then, and in some way have been graciously a part of my life.  In our early twenties, only a handful of of the girls were in serious dating relationships. Most of us were single, and easing in and out of non- commital relationships. I attended my first wedding at 23. I remember it so vividly, it was my best friends older sister and for the first time I got to experience the exchange of vows. It was beautiful.  At 24, a few more of the girls met their true matches, and the singletons were becoming outnumbered. At 25, WHAM. One after the other, engagement announcements spread like wild fire.  When  I saw my first girlfriend to walk the aisle- I knew then and there that the rest would jump on the band wagon. And so 6 engagements, 6 showers, 2 weddings on the way, 3 baby showers and 2 divorces later, I look around at the circle and realize that the single gals are almost obsolete. The rest have nestled sweetly into the throws of love and although coined "single" they're not up for the running. Last night, one more was taken off the block, and so that leaves two. Two single ladies. 

I have always been genuinely excited and delighted to hear of my friend's bliss. Okay I do admit that some times envy has creeped into my actions, like  the time I had a momentary lapse in judgement  the last time I went to the wedding registry, and blew up at the sales associate because it was the 18th trip to the store in a matter of a few years, and I was disgruntled at being unable to select my own wedding gifts.  I felt horrible, but shook it off as human behavior. We are entitled to being envious once in awhile.

As I look on towards the future, I know that day will come for me too. Im secretly wishing it wont be in my fifties- but as I gather my pride and stroll through life with a smile, I realize that it ain't so bad being one of the last of my kind.