Laws of attraction a mystery
I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again. I amconstantly amazed by the people others choose to spend their lives with. On Saturday I was on my way out to brunch at Provisions in Arrowtown when a friend rang to announce her engagement. I was lost for words. I didn’t predict this marriage.
She’s been married before. I was a bridesmaid. The wedding was stunning. It was a glorious sunny day in a vineyard, a radiant bride, string quartet, delicious food, everyone had a fabulous time. The couple seemed perfectly suited, both educated, well-travelled and with high flying careers. And, as the best man said in his speech, both equally fond of living in a cluttered house. We all thought it was a match made in heaven. The groom’s mother was the only source of friction.
Eight years and two sons later, for reasons no-one in our circle of friends has ever fully understood, they separated. It was awful. My friend swore she’d never get married again. Fast forward three years and she’s engaged to someone she met six months ago and will marry in September. He’s lovely but totally different to her exhusband. The laws and science of attraction are an endless mystery. Still, all I want is happiness for my friend. I dearly hope she finds it.
On another note, why do Queenstowners have to say they’re ‘‘going up the hill: instead of saying they’re going skiing? It’s not urbane and witty, it’s just annoying. ◗ Queenstown’s Single Girl is looking for true love. Advice and potential candidates should be emailed to firstname.lastname@example.org