The Matchmaking Quill

Tales of the Velvet Rock : V

 

 

 

 

I have a sister-in-law most people would consider is fussy. She was still single at 40 and the ex-wife thought I could help out. The man I introduced was a Hindu and a modern outlook sort of guy. She didn't object but the man said he was looking for something traditional. He was searching for his roots.

 

Even earlier, I had introduced my best friend. He adored her and was prepared to agree but she refused on account of the fact that he's Christian. She would offer no other comment for the remark. As far as I know she's still single and stays with my ex-wife and daughter since I moved out.

 

She had helped us out when my child was born. Both my ex-wife and I had been working. She had stayed with us for almost two years plus and took care of the baby. I wished I could have done more but there it is.

 

This brings to mind an issue that many of us deal with when we are trying to match and fit together the puzzles we encounter in life. We realize that by design, all the puzzles should fit naturally into one coherent whole. That its just a matter of time.

 

But when we walk into a wall on issues and are unable to see our way clear to a resolution, we start to think that there is something fundamentally flawed with the design of things. I couldn't help with the ex-wife's sister and it set me back in much the same way. It conjures a chaos.

 

I had no explanation to offer to my best friend and I wasn't going to make up an excuse. But over beers one day he made the remark to the effect that I 'wanted to grab her for myself.' I'll admit I liked her. She was family but displayed a lack of understanding about the simplest things that would floor a cow. So I don't think I might have thought that way about her. Pretty certain.

 

I don't do much matchmaking these days, just saying it for what it is. Where I might be doing it right, it works out great. I think this is much better.