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Friday, July 15, 2005

One is the Loneliest Number

I sit in my apartment on a quiet Friday night. All I hear is the hum of the air conditioner, it is around 7 pm and I just got home from my long day, from my long week of work. Actually, I left work at 3:30, the perks of working for a Jewish organization. I went for drinks with a friend from work.

Over martinis at the South Loop Bar Louie she told me more about the man she is going to marry. She is genuinely in love with a man who currently resides in Arkansas, he is divorced, age 37 and has 3 kids. He is her soon to be sister-in-laws brother, who she just met about 4 weeks ago. I remember the smile on her face the week they met and how they stayed up every night to the wee hours of the morning just talking. She told me that week that she was going to marry him. She just felt it, he was the one. She will sacrifice a lot to be with this man--and understands that when she takes him, she takes the whole package. And she's more than open to it.
She was amazed at how well her son got along with his children.

She said that she just can't wait until he moves here so that she can go home to him. Sometimes, on a night like tonight, I feel the quietness in my life. I walk into to the cramped apartment, observe the mess that is always accumulated by Friday, the one chair in front of the window, the fixing a meal for is the loneliest number.

I am envious of her love for this man because it is so genuine--so un-forced. I have no idea how this feels and I want to know what it is like. I want to know what it is like to have someone to come home to.


Blogger Fizz said...

And I look forward to being alone... how quickly things change, I guess. I'm sending smiles, not to mention wild party vibes!

(ps... I temped for a Jewish organization for a tad when I lived in Chicago. I find the interweaving of the world far more fascinating than it's purported diminution.)

12:51 AM  
Blogger Cheryl said...

I totally hear you on this. Especially when it is me and the cats (which aren't even mine!).

10:29 AM  
Blogger Kitty Moon said...

It's funny, I too look forward to being alone now. I do remember, however, feeling as you do.

Things do change.

11:29 AM  

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