It’s that time of year again. You came to realize that the long-distance relationship with your high school sweetheart isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be. Maybe you caught yourself lusting after your super cute TA. Or maybe you were tired of having weird, disconnected conversations with your significant other as you tried to explain your newly separate lives to one another. Lucky for you, “turkey drop” season was right around the corner. You both dreaded and welcomed Thanksgiving break, because it meant you could finally end things in person without having to be a complete dick and dump them over FaceTime. You return to school to find yourself among many newly single peers. You may now find yourself feeling completely devoid of all hope that love really is out there. If none of us can make things work with the supposed loves of our lives, who can?!
This brings us to yesterday afternoon, when I was standing in a packed elevator, wallowing in my own self-doubt over this very subject. A few young women were excitedly interrogating their friend over “what happened over Thanksgiving break.” I noticed a HUGE diamond ring glistening on the left hand of the friend in question. When she launched into a story on how she got engaged to her boyfriend (now fiancé) while home over the break, my eyes almost popped out of my head. She didn’t turkey DROP, she turkey COLLECTED! Turkey HARVESTED! My faith in romance is now restored. Love is alive! Cuffing season is still upon us! To the new bride-to-be: CONGRATULATIONS! To everyone else: we can do this, people!!