I admit it! I am a hopeless romantic. No matter how much society tells me to "Be a woman, be proud!" "Support yourself, you don't need a man" I secretly fight back. I may not need a man, and certainly do not base my happiness solely on the thought of a husband, but I do WANT that relationship. I want to know that someone will be there to give me a hug when I have a bad day, or to help celebrate an incredibly good day. I want someone to tell me I am beautiful in shorts and a t shirt when he and I both know he is lying :) I want someone to call me "honey" and to take me to the movies. I want someone to worship at church with and to pray with. I want someone that will endure my crazy family, no matter what they do! I want to feel like the only other person in the room when I am with him. I want to blush when he smiles at me and melt when he kisses me, even when we are old and gray. I want someone that will sit and watch a silly romantic comedy because they don't care what we do, he just wants to be next to me. I want someone that wants to take care of me, but be okay with me working and using my degree. I want someone who will be proud of me and whatever I accomplish, because he knows that I did it to my best ability. I want someone who will accept me for me, and forgive when I do something stupid, or say the wrong thing....
I had an interesting conversation with an acquaintance the other day. She has recently gotten married and she was asking me about my dating life. I told her that it was pretty non existent since the last guy I dated, who although really nice, was just not for me. And like many married women, she told me, " Oh, there is someone out there for you...just be patient, it will happen." All I could do was nod, smile and secretly cringe.
About two hours ago, I watched 27 Dresses starring Katherine Heigl. It was a good movie, no real depth to it but as many of the romantic ones do, it got me to think. I starting to think about whether or not I am okay with being single. And I figured out that despite all of the dateless Valentine's and bored Saturday nights, I am okay with being single right now. In all honesty, if getting everything that I described in the above paragraph means that I have to wait another 2 years, then I believe that that is something that I will risk. If waiting means that the man that I am supposed to love and cherish forever will cross my path, then so be it... i will wait.
So, I will continue to pray daily for God to bring that man into my life, and I will go have fun with my friends, finish my degree, watch movies by myself, and occasionally have self pity parties. But I will wait, and I know in my heart that by waiting, I will know what is real when I experience it.