Your wedding is number five out of the seven weddings I am attending this summer. And as you know, yours is the one I am most excited about. We have been closest of friends for almost a decade. I never thought you would settle down (or remove a facial piercing, grow out your teal blue mohawk into a conservative bob, wear jeans without holes, etc.), but you surprised me last year with a picture text with your ring and the words “Don’t faint, I am not there to catch you”.
Your upcoming mariage, your partner, your undying love for eachother makes me a little green with envy. I am of the age where every other posting on my Facebook feed is about an engagement, a baby, or a new house. I am no where close to achieveing any of these three feats. I have been in a long string of unsuccessful relationships. My doctor reminded me last week during my annual physical that I have entered the peak of my child birthing years. And I live in a studio apartment that is a mere 400 square feet.
Several of our friends are moving through the stages of adulthood, just as you are. There are grand celebrations at each accomplishment and I love being part of each one. I adore our group of friends and am truly so happy for all they have achieved. However, I feel like I am stuck at the start of a board game and keep picking up the card “Lose Your Turn”. I just can’t seem to jump start my dreams.
How did you do it? How did were you able to find a partner, start a family, and buy a farm? How can I be as lucky as you are?