Party for One

I have never felt more lonely. There is nothing more depressing than sitting in your best party outfit watching each headlight and listening to each car door shut and praying that they are coming to your party, and yet the party goers never come. After a year, you would think that I could finally throw a massive party again and have loads of people show up because after a year, I should have accumulated tons of friends. Sadly, I can count my friends on four fingers. We have always been the entertaining couple. New Years Eve party - people came, Sunday School party - people came, St. Patrick's Day party - people came (and participated in the River Dance contest), Birthday Parties - people came, Texas Football parties - people came (even if they were Oklahoma fans), Super Bowl party - people came and the sad Going Away Party - people came.

Sometimes you throw a party and no one comes, and then sometimes you throw a party and loads of strangers come. I have always welcomed party crashers with arms open wide, even when we had to pay for extra for wedding crashers. I've never met a stranger I didn't like; sure after I got to know them I might decide I don't like them, but at first everyone seems fun! Tonight I would be thrilled to welcome a party crasher.

As I sip my second glass of expensive Merlot, I realize it's not just my party that they won't come to. I have been the soul member at numerous parties in the Retirement Community. In a town with nothing to do, I will never understand why it is more appealing to watch TV alone than go interact with fun humans.