FIRST PERSON SINGULAR: Notes from an Unmarried Life, is a site about surviving, thriving and sometimes just getting through a “single” day.
My name is Wendy Braitman, and I never set out to be single. (There, I’ve said it.) I assumed that I would follow in my family’s footsteps, marry happily, and stay that way. I dated, had boyfriends and didn’t give it much thought, until I hit my mid thirties, and a painful reality started to sink in: Why are my friends married, and I’m not? Where did I go wrong?
Since I hate to sit around and mope, while mulling over these questions, I’ve been busy, carving out a great life.
I’ve had two game changing moments, and in a blink, after both of them, I was never the same. The first was seeing San Francisco for the first time, and realizing I’d found home (goodbye, New York), and the second was meeting William one wintry night, and knowing we’d be bonded forever. (Not a romance, BTW, he’s gay.)
These days, I live in Los Angeles, with my makeshift clan; an adorable bijoodle Rose, her playmate, Lily the cat, and as fate would have it, my lifelong friend, William. Our house is the party house, where martini glasses are always chilled, and the living room is filled with a large extended family who join us for dinner parties and holidays.
I would love to find love and romantic partnership. But on the upside of being single, is the freedom to pursue my passions, without anyone interrupting. Early on, I was a modern dancer (and still doggedly take ballet class), and since then, I’ve had a 20-year media career, working as an on-air journalist in radio and television before transitioning into film as a producer and project matchmaker.