Any single girl knows the importance of having single girlfriends. Even if they don't live in the same town, or even the same state, they're always just a phone call away to commiserate about the latest heartbreak. They make great travel partners, and they're always willing to lend you the other half of their bed to crash on when you're in town. And I had some awesome single girlfriends. (Note ominous foreshadowing...)
...Then, of course, Molly went to Spain and fell for her Spanish siren.
And then Erin went monogamous.
This all happened a couple years ago, and since then, life and friendships have pretty much continued on as usual. I visited Molly in Spain and New Jersey, and I hang out with Erin in Philly when I can. And though they're no longer single, they are still some pretty rockin' friends.
And besides, I still had my friend Canaan on my side, and my girls Jamie and Julia. And among their many endearing qualities, I definitely appreciated that these ladies were always up for a trip.
In 2007, Jamie, Jules and I all went to Martha's Vineyard together.
Then Jamie moved to Seattle and Julia moved to Zambia, but nonetheless, we still managed a whirlwind camping trip on Assateague Island last summer.
Then there was the time I spent Thanksgiving with Jamie in Seattle, and then our trip to San Francisco a few months ago.
(We may have tasted some wine there. Me and my purple tongue will never tell.)
And then there's Canaan, who may have single-handedly saved me from loneliness and desperation during a year when I was otherwise all alone in France. By some lucky twist of fate, Canaan was living a few hours train ride away from me that year, and we were able to spend all the major holidays together--I visited her in Grenoble over Thanksgiving (not even a holiday in France! So we made it up!), she was kind enough to invite me along to visit some friends of hers in the north for Christmas, and she and some other friends came to Paris for New Year's.
Thanksgiving in Grenoble
Christmas on the beach in Normandy
NYE in Paris
Then, as if that wasn't enough quality time together, I convinced her to travel to Spain with me in February.
(Sadly, this is the closest we came to getting both of us in the same picture there.)
Yes, it was a good time for girlfriends.
But lately, things have been changing, as things tend to do. Chatting with Jamie online, I mentioned that Facebook seemed to imply that Julia was involved with a handsome Zambian man, or at least they were appearing in an awful lot of pictures together. "Yes!" she replied. "She's engaged!"
"What?" I said. "Wait, what?!"
As it turned out, the rumors were true, I confirmed with the bride-to-be later. Jamie herself is currently smitten with a man she met on Okcupid, to the point of being in L-word (I can't, I just can't bring myself to say it).
And Canaan? Well, I had to laugh when I came across this comment that she left on a blog post about rejection I wrote just eight short months ago:
Do I even have to tell you that Canaan and her boyfriend are moving in together next week?"I was seriously just thinking today that maybe I should just give up on the whole dating/love/marriage idea and just end the [family] lineage with myself. Or find some random guy to impregnate me at the right time. (Although statistics say it's not great to raise a kid with one parent. But I'm trying!) So I totally hear your rant today. I feel like a kind of alien reject. Come visit me so we can cry woe is us together!"
If there's one thing I have learned from all this it's that being friends with me is great for your love life. Also, all of my future vacations are about to become 100% less interesting.
Lastly, because it seems appropriate:
All the single ladies? Hello, all the single ladies? Put your hands up, please, I can't see you. Yup, that's what I thought. I guess from here on out, this is going to be me:
(In case I wasn't clear enough, I didn't mean that from now on I am going to be perpetually hazy and out of focus, or Canadian, not that there's anything wrong with that.)