Growing up, I envisioned a very simple life. Go to school, get a degree, find my soul mate, get married, raise several children, teach math when they're grown, and have a happy retirement until my time comes to leave this earth.
My vision did not include graduate school, snowboarding, or being single at 30.
Most of the time, I enjoy being single. My time outside of work is my own. I can spend money as I please. (Shopping anyone?) My house is mine! (And so is all the work...) No one complains is I want to eat popcorn for dinner or eat at odd hours. I don't have to share space, time, food or the bed with anyone - except for the cat.
Yet, there are days when the lonliness seems overwhelming and all your married friends are busy with their lives and you don't wish to intrude. Days I see a wee-one and wonder - will I ever hold a small miracle of my very own? Weddings attended where I don't begrudge the bride her groom, yet wonder if my dad will ever walk beside me while I wear a fluffy white dress.
I realize it isn't all fun & games (giggle, giggle), but I would like the opportunity to walk beside a man and help him fulfill his dreams as he helps me fulfill mine. A partnership based on love, faithfulness, joy, and allowing God to use us in our marriage to make the world a better place.
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i hope i am not intruding but speaking as a father i would just like to say my daughter is 32 and single. she is happy that way and so i am happy!
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