text 25 Nov Oh right. Mrs.

A bit of Ms./Mrs. confusion has brought to mind something that I am usually able to (blissfully) ignore. That is, despite my age, I don’t know if I will ever be able to react to news of my friends and peers getting married with anything less than childish bewilderment.

It shouldn’t be such a strange thing anymore. Fresh out of high school, when those few friends who just sort of lingered in my hometown started immediately pairing off, now that was strange. But now? I’m at an age where I have to start thinking more about my high school reunion than about high school itself. I’m the best man at my (younger) friends’ upcoming nuptials. So why this with calling a former Ms. a Mrs.? What explanation could there possibly be for my inability to comprehend the word “marriage” the first time anybody says it, as if they’re mumbling some obscure word though a thick, unfamiliar accent?

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