April’s Letter, April 2008
Hey, folks, it’s me, April!
I’m sure you’ve heard all about Liz getting engaged to Anthony. At least we think they’re engaged. Liz seems to be avoiding the word for some reason. Mom, of course, can speak of nothing else lately. I’m feeling kind of sorry that I asked Liz if I can be a bridesmaid. I just kind of blurted that out, you know? But then Liz made her snide comment about “ignorance is bliss” when I said that there’s a guy out there somewhere who doesn’t know he’ll end up with me.
When I complained, she kind of rolled her eyes at me and said that was nothing compared to the time when she was a kid and made a similar comment about her future husband. Mike threw open the door and warned him to run and hide. Nice family I come from, eh? At least Mike had the excuse that he was just a kid when he did that. Liz is supposed to be an adult now and should know better.
But here’s another thing. I don’t know if I’m ever getting married. I mean, it’s not like its required. And maybe I’ll be the type of person who puts all her energy into her work. Like Jane Goodall studying chimpanzees. It’s not like she’s a failure just because she never married.* Or maybe I’ll be like Candace and Rudy and live with someone without getting married. Lots of people do that.
You know what drives me crazy? There are people who give me this kind of smile, like they’re talking to some dumb kid, whenever I say stuff like that about marriage. They’re like, “Oh, look at Mike and Dee. Liz and Anthony. Of course you’ll end up with Gerald. As if Mike and Liz are this template I have to follow. This makes me so mad! Like I don’t know my own heart!
People don’t understand how much Gerald and I have grown apart. Having a shared interest in music brought us together, but now it’s like that’s the ONLY thing we have in common. He doesn’t share my love of animals and even mocks me for trying to be vegan (“trying” ‘cause I live at home and can’t control everything yet). He even dangles meat in front of my face at lunch in the caf and says, “Mmmm, yummy, yummy MEAT! Don’t you miss this?” Does that sound like someone I want to marry?
Remember the animal rescue group I told you about? This past weekend I helped with a rescue in downtown Milborough. Would you believe someone threw a tiny Yorkshire terrier puppy into a dumpster? How can some people be so heartless? Fortunately, we were able to place the puppy quickly and she’s doing well.
Oh, and I’m 17 today! It’s kind of a “meh” birthday, though. I have my license, but no car of my own. I’m trying to talk Mom and Dad into helping me get a beater, but they’re all about “weddings are expensive.” And I have a whole other year before I can get out and go to uni.
Oh, well. Till next month!
*Update: It's been brought to my attention that Jane Goodall was married twice. My fault for not researching her better and being influenced because Mom calls her "that crazy ape lady who never married" whenever there's a documentary about her on TV. Either way, Goodall rocks!