I went to a party tonight for my Grandmother's 100th birthday. It was a good, old fashioned potluck old timey party. There were git-tars and cake and babies running around playing with balloons. We filled the hall with people, we're a big family.
Cousins as far as the eye could see, Internet. Seriously.
Now i don't know how the topic came up, it was a noisy chaotic room. Suddenly one of my favourite cousins ( I said ONE of, don't get yer knickers in a knot other cousins) turned to me and said "life is too short.". Naturally my reply was "for what?"
"To spend it alone"
Well, hell.
This got me thinking, dontcha hate that?
Ok. Here's some background. I'm 36 this year and have never been married or had any kids. Now in my family that's a bit of an anomaly. Historically I've been a bit, shall we say, self conscious of this.
There may have been, at one time or another, suggestions made to help me along the path to husband land. Nothing recent. Nothing in front of my Mother or sister, as Armageddon would have surely followed.
Now I want to be very clear here, Internet. My cousin loves and respects me. I know this as surely and deeply as I know the sun will rise tomorrow. He has recently found his soulmate and he wants that for me.
I'm relaying the history to give you a framework for my thoughts on this topic. Cause I'm a thinker. I think alot. Sometimes when I ought to be sleeping.
I explained to my cousin that indeed, a soulmate would be fantastic. I have no qualms in that direction. I told him some of my hair raising dating stories, and he empathized.
The love of his life, whom we all adore for more than her cheesecake making I swear, said to me that she firmly believes that there is someone for everyone. Someone perfect.
To which I replied automatically "but maybe there's not"
Cause maybe, Internet. There isn't.
Naturally this caused another round of thinking. Damned brain.
What if, as Jack Nicholson famously quipped,this is all there is?
How do I feel if this right now, is the card I've drawn?
Well, I'll tell you internet. In that moment I decided I feel pretty damned fine about it.
Would I like a partner? Sure.
But I promise you, Internet as I promised him. I have no holes in me. I am intact.
This is a bit of a revelation for me. I used to walk around feeling incomplete. Like parts were left on the factory floor.
So the plan is, and there is a plan since I'm a thinker; to continue to Aunt / sister/ friend / nurse / coworker to the highest level possible. Also vacation more. That is all. Well, except for maybe some Archery lessons. Gonna need skills for the Zombie apocalypse.