Per PDF, this is one of those thinking posts.
It occurred to me today, that I have been invited to join a lot of families. There are at least 3 families to which I have no blood relation, that have given me a standing invitation for Christmas or Thanksgiving in their halls.
With flattered pride and pleasure I have stood up for many friends at weddings. Next month, I will fly to New Jersey for another family link; I am to be named Godmother to my college roommate's daughter.
Here's where the think comes in.
I'm astounded and pleased to be invited to join so many families. Yet, given current trends, I have no milestone events to invite others to join with me, nor will I for the not-so-immediate future. Mostly, I am okay with this. There are aspects of marriage that beckon: long term companionship and economies of scale that occur when operating as a unit greater than one. However, the current cute boy is modelling for Mister Perfect magazine. Really, I could not ask for better love and support. Less geographic distance, but that doesn't reflect on him. So maybe I don't need marriage. Which brings me back to square one.
What to do about the not being able to invite loved friends to my family of one? Is it important? Does it matter?
Allo (long pause) zissis zuh Germahn cose-gart. Vat are you sinking about? (punch line to a Berlitz ad I saw on YouTube today)
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