Episode Twenty Two: Single People- The Alligator Suitcases

Ahoy Singletons! 

After a friend had shared this link Commentary on a Poor Taste Advertisement

 on facebook I felt it was time for me, in my bloggeriffic omniscient powers, to make a post about single life.  As an engaged woman I fear there is a possible rift between some of my single friends and I.  Let’s face it- do they really want to be annoyed with all the prattle about wedding planning?  I don’t want to become the equivalent of that one friend (almost everyone has one) who has recently had a baby and now only talks about parenting.  Most of us are inclined to do it when we have a major life event going on- forget that we are engaging in monologue instead of dialogue. 

So your married/engaged friend is blathering on about his/her oh so adorable love interest.  And, if the majority of your friends are paired off for better or for worse, you may feel a bit like that lone bag circling the luggage return.   

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Love is a lot like the luggage carousel.  As people we need acceptance so greatly at times that we are essentially pieces of luggage waiting to be claimed.  (WARNING: EXTENDED METAPHOR!)

The obsession with being in a couple misses the mark entirely though.  I mean, who wants to be waiting around pointlessly with the sole objective to be claimed?  Sometimes the best thing to be is that audacious alligator-print suit-case circling the baggage claim.  Alligator suit-case knows what’s what- it’s not waiting for someone to claim it, oh no, it’s rocking the ride around the carousel.  Alligator suit-case is entirely too avant-garde to be “claimed”.  Alligator suit-case is fine as is; it is having fun mocking the luggage that is so generic that ten different travelers all try to claim it before realizing from the luggage tag that it’s not their bag. 

Couplehood is indeed wonderful, but not because romantic love is the great panacea.  People need relationships, as in connection.  But connection does not exist solely in romantic attachments.  We need parents, siblings, children, friends, co-workers, teachers, pupils, that customer service person we see frequently but don’t know the name of, etc.  Single people do not mysteriously lack a support network- they are not devoid of loved ones.  The secret to being single is having love in your life aplenty. 

Be the alligator suit-case, don’t lament being single.  Ride the luggage carousel of life and enjoy every moment of it, every friend, every face, and do not settle for the wrong person.  While sometimes the owners of generic suitcases grab the wrong luggage by mistake, the owner of the Alligator suitcase doesn’t grab the wrong case, and probably fancied that case for some reason.  The rest of us just purchased our luggage because “it’s luggage”, but the person who bought that alligator-skin suitcase was thinking “now that’s stylin’!” 

And you, beloved single friends, are completely styling.