It's been a good 4 years since living in cohabitation or any form of relationship induced script. I recognize that friends and family are concerned about my welfare and light the proverbial candle on my behalf. I am thankful for the concern and concentrated efforts of friends and family. I do confess that I pause from time to time at the check out counter or occasional festival, gazing at the happy couple holding hands and leaning close in that intimate and conspiratorial fashion with an unnatural jealousy. Thank goodness I can shrug it off with the same nonchalantness of a new pair of attrative yet uncomfortable shoes. I am a proud Aunt, Cousin, Niece, Grandaughter, Daughter, Sister, and Friend. I enjoy the freedom of an undetermined agenda and monotony. I deeply respect the single moms (and in some cases Dads) and modern day Stepfords that make the day to day rearing of a child and mangement of a family look like a field trip to the local zoo. WELL DONE MAMAS! I understand the great drive to reproduce, to live posthumously, to be greater than the sum of your parts. I think the contented and productive single is a state that should be regarded and recognized. Viva la solo!
