I often wonder what to do with Saturdays with no plans. They just seem like they aren't getting me anywhere in life. After a late night last night with my cousins, I went home, stayed up even later, and then today, didn't get up until noon. Once I got up, I cleaned my kitchen, and put away some groceries I had gotten earlier in the week, and then put on some music, and sat.
And I realized that time alone is part of being single. It's time alone that I should learn to love, and crave. Not run from and avoid. But if being quiet and being at home is something I should enjoy, how come it's so hard not to focus on the fact that the reason my house is quiet is the fact that I am alone?
Questions I would love to know the answer to!
OMgoodness, I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE your blog. I can hardly stand it. I was actually starting to envy that you're still single and I'm NOT, and then I thought, "Wait a second...I can add to my five-year list and make it a ten-year list. AND I can make the same resolution: to not be the same person a year from now, but a better version of the me God wants me to be. That shouldn't end because I'm married."
ReplyDeleteI hated that empty apartment. Now I long for it sometimes. The grass really IS always greener. But I had throw pillows on my couch that had mascara stains on them from me crying into them, the loneliness and heartbreak from a relationship dead-ending was so suffocating.
I can't wait to see you tackle that list. A good number of things on it are exactly the same as some of mine!!! I'd love to tackle some of them along with you. :)