Table 4 One

I went to a wedding a few weeks ago… *le sigh* and it was beautiful!  Normally, I wouldn’t be too excited about going to a wedding, as a single woman (with no date).  But this one, in particular, was one I had been looking forward to attending for a while. As my ridiculously beautiful friend walked down a gorgeous staircase to take the hand of her soon-to-be husband, I was filled with joy and thoughts of well-wishes for the happy couple.  This was surprising to me, not because it was an unusual feeling to have, but because I had prepared myself for feelings of envy and sadness for myself and when that didn’t happen, it was a complicated feeling. It makes me feel horrible and selfish, inconsiderate and rude to know that I had actually prepared myself to feel this way! And on top of that, it didn’t even happen! I love this couple. They are my friends, so don’t get me wrong, the feelings I thought I would have were completely personal and had nothing to do with my being happy for them and

As a single woman, I for one, find so much comfort in confiding in and talking to my single friends.  Not all of my friends are single; some of them are married with children.  But, for the most part, the women I interact with on a daily basis are young, beautiful, successful and living happy lives… They also happen to be single. The more and more I think about it, I realize that we are more than likely in each other’s lives for a reason.  I don’t know about y’all, but at times (when I am feeling lonely or not having a good ”single girl” day) I look to my friends as an example that it’s not just me, that I am not alone, and I’m not “less than” just because I happen to be single. And as selfish, superficial or immature as it may seem, it’s a little comforting to know that I am not rowing this “single girl boat” alone.  We are each other’s example that we are “ok” and personally, sometimes I need a reminder.   Being a single woman, I have the luxury of going out for drinks, to parties

Pandora is a wonderful music app that I use on my phone every day.  It actually gets me through my day! And although I listen to a variety of stations, depending on my mood, the Tamia station is my absolute favorite and the one I listen to most.  Not too lovey dovey but its mellow enough to keep me jamming throughout the day! For the most part the rotation is not repetitive but these last few days “Almost” a song by Tamia plays at least twice and I’m not sure if I’m paying more attention to the lyrics because it’s very relevant to a recent situation… but the words really have me thinking about a certain someone. Here’s the chorus: I missed the times that we almost shared I miss the love that was almost there I miss the times that we use to kiss At least in my dreams Just let me take my time and reminisce I miss the times that we never had What happened to us we were almost there Whoever said it's impossible to miss when you never had Never almost had you   Whatever happ