Must the wedding bells really start ringing?
Yesterday, a good friend of mine announced that he’s getting married*. He’s 29. His announcement is one of two such declarations made by my friends in less than a year…and has got me thinking…will they all just start dropping like flies from here on end? Have I really and truly reached that point in my life, where engagement parties and weddings and showers and stags and stagettes and babies…begin to take over? When did it become the normal path of life for 20somethings? Aren’t we the generation that is supposed to be advocating independence, freedom, vagabonding, fear of commitment and the likes? Have I been seriously duped into my lifestyle?A sleepless night of tossing and turning led me to believe this: I am freaked out.
Everyone and everything changing around me, only makes me dig my heels into my adolescent-adult-life even more, and I will continue to do so until I am the last one standing. It’s my party, and I swear I’ll cry if I want to.
*Congrats to you K! This post in no way reflects you specifically, so I thought it necessary to add this disclaimer.
posted by Jinkerjacket @ 11:53 AM
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