The adage, "when it rains, it pours" always struck me as sort of funny, because really, if it hasn't rained in awhile, Nature doesn't usually decide to unleash a massive storm or something. But, in terms of the reality we live in day to day, perhaps it does ring true sometimes. Lately, I have be introduced to a number of couples that are in the stages of post-proposal bliss, or are planning to welcome a bundle of joy, or are entrenched in life with the first bundle. It isn't nearly as hard to grasp these events as "marking the time when we grow up" as it was four years ago.
Four years ago, I was settling into my senior year at the University of Iowa, working on dual degrees in Art HIstory and English. I had a slight inclination that library science was the way I wanted to go career-wise, because I enjoyed my part time job at the Health Sciences Library. I also enjoyed working as a photographer's assistant, partying with my friends, and generally trying to figure out my life. I knew I was taking a fifth year to do an honors thesis so that took some pressure off and allowed me a little more time to prolong that college experience, and avoid the "real world" and "real world" activities.
The first of my close friends to get married was Heather. I was a bridesmaid in her wedding, which seemed to come too quickly, only because we were still in college. She and John were prefectly matched in all ways, and the wedding was really just the formal celebration to their life together, which had begun much earlier. But, when it rains, it pours....soon, I had 7 wedding invites for that summer. The next summer I had a few, and then a dry spell. But now, I again find myself in the "it rains, it pours" camp for proposals..and also...babies.
I guess the point of this post is mostly to wish my friends and friends of friends, and co-workers the best of luck with their new life milestones.
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