So here's the deal, it only July and we're about to embark on our third wedding. Before the year is out we will have attended a grand total of 5, yep, five weddings!!! I've lost count of the number of weddings I've attended over the last 10 years. All of them have been joyous occasions, just not my joyous occasion.
Now I'm not a bitter old trout . Every time a close friend announces their fantastic news, I'm elated for them, but deep down inside a little bit of me dies, as I feel even further away from the prize.....
No I'm not single but in a long term relationship, so what am I moaning about?? He won't pop the question. Now I'm not going to lie and say it's all easy-black and white. If I'm honest , and I'll try to be things haven't been easy ( a Mommy dearest Nazi wannabe "mother in law, money etc) have all paid their toll. But after a lengthy period of time my patience is running out, as my circle of female friends becomes more like the marriage mafia every day.
It gets harder and harder to stay up bear as they move on to the next stage of their lives whilst I'm left on the platform , hoping for anything, divine intervention. Or maybe just a proposal
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