Another One Bites the Dust

Me: “Hey, you’ll never guess what? Alyssa is getting married!”
Mom and Dad, “Good for her!”
Me: “Yeah, another one bites the dust.”

This is the basic conversation that I have with my parents every time another engagement is announced or wedding invitation received. You see I, unlike many others my age, don’t want to get married and settle down.

I will admit that marriage was a major topic of my life a few years back, but I realized that A). I wasn’t ready and B). I had the wrong guy. We made the big dive and had a great amount of stuff planned (i.e. rings picked, where the wedding was going to take place, the wedding party, etc.). But I stopped it before the actual engagement. Many of my friends chalked it up to me being scared. He got mad and won’t speak to me anymore. But I don’t care. That is, they can be mad at me all they want. But don’t bash me for stopping a future with divorce written all over it from happening. So now you can say I’m on the other end of things when it comes to marriage.

The only reason why I brought this up is that today I got Wedding Invite #6 for the summer. This is crazy. For the past 3 years I’ve been averaging at least 6 weddings per summer. First of all, how can I know this many people?! And secondly, how can all these friends be ready for something so concrete at this age? I couldn’t and don’t want to be. I still want to move whenever, wherever and be free to do whatever I please. It sounds selfish, but really, it’s not. I just don’t want to get tied down at a young age and then regret that I didn’t do more 20 years down the road. I just hope that these people know what they’re doing. To me getting my car fixed and signing up for my 401(K) is just as far as I want to go for becoming a full-fledged adult.