Future for One?

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“I am gonna spend the rest of my life with the man I love!”                                                               “I am getting a headache.  I can’t wait to spend it alone.”                                                                    “I believe we have a date?”

2016 will go into my journal as a very forgettable year; I can’t remember most of it.  The things I can remember are worth forgetting (looking at you, election!!).  More than any other year, I have seen a large number of my friends get married.  I put so much energy into bettering myself and learning who I am and want to be, that I decided that a relationship was a drain of my precious, limited time.

As I look forward to 2017, I have not a single plan.  There is no more school.  There is no more work.  I have hour upon hour of free time to think about how I should have reached out and maybe went on a date or two.  It felt different when I was consciously decided to not date.  Now, I am getting ready for my disability appointment and I feel like that is a black mark.  I am no longer a productive member of society.  I do not keep a schedule.  I have gained weight since surgery.  I can’t remember much of what I hear of say.

Honestly, a year ago, I would not have wanted to date someone with these issues.  I didn’t have time for that.  Now I guess I have projected that onto myself and I don’t see how anyone would want to date me.  How would someone feel if I cancelled half of our dates because I “don’t feel good today”?  How would I feel?  How would someone feel if I needed another brain surgery?  Would they be willing to deal with me in a physically infantile state?

I have always worked the loneliness away.  I discovered how smart and fun I am.  I finally tapped into my true singing voice. I found a home in my church family.  I finally was feeling confident parenting alone.  I felt like a combination of all these things was enough to keep me asleep at night.  Now, I am awake at night, living with pain, and knowing that I only have 4 years until my daughter spreads her wings and I will be alone.

I hadn’t planned on worrying about this for another 30 years and I had hoped to not care by then.  I am no longer flirty.  I do not wish to bear children.  I could care less about shaving my legs.  I am just a girl who wishes it would all go away and I could enjoy my previous life.

That being said, I will be happy for my friends because they deserve to be happy and encouraged.  I will start attending weddings in 2017 (breaking my 20 year anti-wedding streak!!) and I will be a witness to their happy moments.  I will cheer for them and clap for them, and smile at them.  Then, when I go home and settle in after these events, I will thank God that I am alive and able to see that kind of joy and happiness.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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