Picking out my own china pattern

Tonight at church the talk was about singleness. I rolled my eyes, but really I was glad for the topic. David discussed the merits of being single and talked about how it was a gift to be single. That was a laugh for me! A gift? This single period in my 20s has been the hardest in my life! I hardly think of this as a gift.

As I started to think about this crazy idea, I made a mental list of ways singleness could be a gift.

• I can do whatever I please without having to check in with (or worry about the opinion of) anyone else.
• I can pick up and leave for the weekend without having to coordinate with anyone else.
• I don't have someone else's baggage or debt to deal with.
• No fighting over hurt feelings.
• No DTR's (defining the relationship).
• There isn't someone pressuring me to be best friends with their family.
• I can focus on dealing with (and hopefully getting rid of!) my own baggage.
• Plenty of time to figure out what I want to do with my life!

So I suppose being single is a gift, of sorts. I do miss having a date to events, and I miss always having a best friend to do everything with...but I'm gonna be ok. Not in that crazy "let's do this for the rest of my life!" way...but for now, I am happy to be single. And there is nothing wrong with that.