Maybe I will laugh later in life about the amount of time my co-worker spends on finding me a good husband. I sure am laughing now. She found out about this son of a friend of hers, and coincidently, the parents of this man, live a few doors from my parents. I find myself laughing over all of the ways in which she can find ways to connect herself to this man. She knows his parents well, she knows someone who's husband works with him, and another lady who works with him.
Then her youngest son met someone who once swam with my co-worker's older son. He's now on the list as a possibility too.
I find so much joy in how excited she gets in possibly being the one to introduce me to a good man to marry.