Single is a choice, just like Married is.
Fantasy like thought that no man could rain
Just let her reign
Run wild with her unafraid
Of any rain storms
They only wash the mud away and make way
For double rainbows and sunny days
I sat, head down, quivering furiously at their inferences of female sell-by dates and life as game of musical chairs where girls without a chair/man when the music stops/they pass thirty are ‘out.’
Huh. As if.
You don’t need a significant other to lead a significant life.
With even the slightest upset, detachment soon followed. I didn’t lose sleep over men, and I was too restless to be tied down. The grass didn’t even have time to grow around my feet before I was planning my next escape – whether it was to another state or out of someone’s life.
A season of loneliness and isolation is when the caterpillar gets its wings. Remember that next time you feel alone.
She hasn’t got it all figured out…far from it, in fact.
But she loves God and she loves to dance…and she’s her own “Better Half.
In the world of dogma, you become free the day you decide to go to hell.
Hope for love, pray for love, wish for love, dream for love…but don’t put your life on hold waiting for love.