Everyone is engaged. Except for me.
Here I am talking about singleness again which is one of my least favorite topics to discuss but here it is, coming back up in my heart.
Let me explain why it is one of my least favorite topics to discuss. This weekend, I managed to hang out with friends, shovel the mountains of snow out of the driveway (at at least half of it before I had some help 😉), do all of my laundry, clean my room, participate in our church’s prayer meeting, knit a whole bunch, do my grocery shopping and cooking for the week and wear the heck out of my new lipstick. All of this done while battling through some pretty bad back pain and a migraine. To be honest, it was kind of an unproductive weekend for me.
My point in all of this? I have a beautiful life. In the middle of this productivity and resting off back pain and headaches, I was overwhelmed by an immense sense of gratitude that I was near tears. I did all of those things and felt all of that joy, without a man by my side.
That is why I hate talking about being single because there is so much more to me than my relationship status and I don’t feel like I am living in lack. That is my truth. I don’t live in lack.
On the other side of this truth is the fact that in the last three years of living in Fargo, I have moved four times, the most recent of these moves was about two weeks ago. Of those four times, three of them have happened because at least one of my roommates have become engaged.
I have moved three times in the last three years because of other people’s engagements.
Being a forever bridesmaid sucks sometimes. Being a bridesmaid a bunch of times while being single? That really sucks sometimes. I have felt some bitterness about it before. But to be honest, it’s also one of the most beautiful parts of my life so far. I have been a maid of honor once. I have been a bridesmaid four times. I have been a personal attendant twice. I have been the wedding scripture reader once. I have been in charge of decorations and the food table at another wedding and coming up next month, I’ll be running the coffee table in another wedding.
I have spent countless dollars and time and energy celebrating other people. I have washed potatoes in bathtubs, picked wildflowers, had things waxed, polished and curled. I have hung lights, bought dresses I only wore once, walked through muddy fields in heels, stood outside with bees on my arms. I have ironed ties and napkins with hair straighteners and melted down candles so they would stand up in candle sticks too large. I have stayed up late and gotten up early. I have met people in small towns to pick up flowers, taken car rides with wedding cakes in my lap and set up chairs. I have held tissues, addressed envelopes and made floral arrangements. I have written speeches, I have cried many tears and I have flown across the country to be in weddings. I have handled meltdowns, stress, passive aggressive behavior and overbearing family members. I have done all of this in the pursuit of other people’s happily ever afters.
I am sitting here prepping to be the maid of honor for my baby sister’s wedding a few months away. I bought my dress, I am saving for my ticket and I am making invites for the bridal shower.
I have done all of this while being very, very single.
In spite of all the unfulfilled dreams in my heart, celebrating other people’s big days have been some of the best, most joy filled memories of my life.
I have heard friends make promises that the world says are out of date but I know they mean them with their whole hearts. I have cried with them. Laughed with them. Hugged them and danced with them. I have gotten all dolled up and had my picture taken. I have eaten LOTS of leftover wedding cake. I have beautiful dried wedding bouquets hanging in my bedroom. I have been privilege to the most intimate parts of the biggest days of people’s lives.
I have seen and known and met single women who have struggled so much when their friends or family members become engaged. I empathize with their struggles. I have had my moments. And if you are one of those women then listen to me when I say, I feel you! It is so hard to get excited when your friends seems to be getting all of the things you have been hoping for. But can I be honest with you? Being single is actually not an excuse for making someone else’s happiness about you.
There I said it. Sorry if that stings a little but if so, you probably needed to hear it. Somewhere along the way, we bought into this lie that life only holds so much happiness. Believe it or not, joy is an endless resource. The earth doesn’t have a limited supply of happiness and we don’t have to fight to preserve it and hoard it for ourselves.
When someone else receives joy, it doesn’t have to take away from ours. Turns out, there is more than enough for all of us. And the more you give, the more you receive. Your dreams are not automatically delayed because someone else’s are fulfilled. You, just like myself, are capable of grieving your own disappointment while also rejoicing along with someone else. Maybe not at the same time, maybe not on the same day. But just like there is time to celebrate them, there is time for your heart to grieve as well. (In case you are wondering, this whole endless joy applies dream jobs, children, success, not just engagements).
Take the time to grieve. You need that time. Make room. But your friend’s bachelorette party or the first hour of their engagement is really not the time. And, honestly, if you are feeling sad because you’re single while everyone else seems engaged, trust your engaged friends and your friendship with them enough to talk to them about it.
For two years, I lived with my best friend Katie. The entire time we were roommates, I played the part of third wheel to Katie and her boyfriend Blake. I was overjoyed when they got engaged. I was so excited on their wedding day and I sobbed like a baby when I packed up the room Katie and I shared afterwards. I loved Katie with all I had during that season. Her wedding day was one of the best days of my life. And I really grieved afterwards.
Blake recently told me that he feels bad about taking my roommate and I told him that still missed living with Katie but I would never for once let my own wants keep me from loving her wedding day, loving her husband or loving the woman she has now become. I miss our single days together. I miss when she had more time to spend with me. But because I chose to love Katie well and embrace the honor of being her third wheel we can talk about my grief and my feelings without awkwardness or bitterness. I fully accepted all of her feelings of joy and she can fully accept all of my feelings of sadness.
I have never been rejected from engaged friends by including them into that part of my heart. I have had amazing examples of friends who haven’t treated me any different because of my singleness or because of my pain. But unfortunately that isn’t always the case. If you are engaged or married, love your single friends well. They need to know you’ll be there on the other side of their grief. And guess what, their sadness, grief and disappointment doesn’t have to take away from your joy. There’s enough to go around remember? :)
Huge shout out to the friends who have loved me well!!!
Let this be the year you embrace your single heart with gentleness and your engaged friends with joy. Love your engaged friends. Love your married friends. Love your dating friends. Love your single friends. If you’re having a hard time celebrating them, let them know. And if you’re feeling sad, let them know. Give your heart the space and room to grieve so you can be fully and joyously present at every bridal shower, bachelorette party, engagement announcement and wedding ceremony this year.
Hope! Wow! You can feel the steps you room amd how you live what you write!
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