...and in that box was a very sparkly sparkly, but I didn't get to see it. Weston just let me hold the box. He was surprised I didn't open the box (oh believe me, I did open it in my mind and was momentarily blinded with the sparkly sparkleness), but hey, I keep my promises. So, now, while this is all SO exciting, I also feel horrible!
I have so many great friends here in Logan, and most of them are either single, in long-distance relationships, or struggling in their relationship endeavors. Do you know how horrible it is going to be, seeing my friends' faces when they find out I'm engaged once it happens? It'll be a split milisecond of shock, then excited surprise, then intense hurt, and back to excitement for me with that underlying hurt that they are still alone... and later, much later, at the wedding or reception maybe, they may even cry. It'll seem like they're crying out of happiness for me, but in reality... well it's for them. And I'll pretend.
I know, what normal person would worry about their friends' sadness at the moment when I should be the happiest? Well, we already know that I'm not normal, so no worries about that :) But really, if you're one of those friends... know that I love you dearly, and I worry about you, and I want you to be happy, and that I hurt for you through my happiness. Please know I know how you feel. I've spent like 8 years feeling that way dangit!
Once that prince or princess charming comes along, those years and months and days and seconds of waiting seem like an instant.
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