14 Day Challenge

I apologize! I am late to writing this, but in a previous post I talked about how I was taking a 14 day break from talking about my singleness. And although I wasn't a 100% successful, it actually taught me a few lessons I didn't even realize it could.

1. When I complain about being single, I am telling the Lord he isn't providing. I am saying "Hey God, this whole 'perfect plan' you have for me... yeah I don't really like it, so let me tell you what I need." 
2. I am focusing on what I don't have and questioning God's authority as the provider in my life. Instead, when I was forced to not talk about it, I was forced to look at how the Lord HAS provided and how blessed I truly am. 
3. There are a lot of POSITIVES to being single. Discovering who you are, spending time in a way in which YOU decide, unlimited friend time. I realized that for the most of my life I will not be single, so why am I not soaking up every minute of it right now?

I also promised I would do something crazy. Something I have never done in order to find out more about myself. Well, I did it! A couple days ago, I applied to Volunteer as a Childcare Worker in Costa Rica for 14 days. Last night, I GOT ACCEPTED!!! Whoop! Whoop! So as long as my summer plans line up accordingly, I am headed to Costa Rica on May 12! I can't wait :)

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Happy Valentines Day Eve, Loves!

So it would be really easy to sit here and write about how tomorrow is such a bogus holiday, how it is Single's Awareness Day, yadda yada yada, but I'm not!  Cause I don't agree! 

Now don't let me fool you! I've never had a REAL Valentine. I've been single for 20 years and counting, and l have no clue what it means to actually have Valentine day plans that don't involve other single friends. BUT! Instead of looking at this holiday and thinking of who ISN'T in my life. I look at it like this. 

One day. ONE DAY! I will have someone to share the remainder of my Valentines Days with. And chances are, I will spend the majority of my life's Valentines with him. So for now, my Valentines are my life buddies, my friends, the people who make every day worth getting out of bed for. Wether they are biological sisters or sorority sisters, friends or best friends, family or just a family you've adopted for yourself, THEY are the ones you love. And isn't that the point of Valentines? To cherish the ones you love!?

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He'll catch up

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Just "Do You"

The other night in the castle (that's what we've nicknamed our sorority house) my roommate and I were talking. As you can imagine, we cover topics from what homework we have, how we feel about that homework, how we feel about that cute guy in class with the homework, to how we feel about how sexy he looked today, then to how he practically proposed when he picked up her pin after it fell off her desk, and of course ending with "oh-my-gosh-I-am-so-single!!!!"

In our room, I have been perfecting the single life since 1993 (aka the day I entered the world in my birthday suit). On the other hand, roomz has dated over half of her hometown, yet has had an unforeseeable dry-spell since coming to college. Of course after surviving freshman year, we know why. Freshman year, even though movies tell you everyone is going to find the love of their life within the first... ehhhh... week-or-so, should really be called the "Hook-Up Year". And if you aren't into that, and aren't lucky enough to find the one boy your age who isn't either, you're going to be single. Accept it. Although personally, being single Freshman year is probably one of the biggest blessings in my life. YOU. DO. NOT. KNOW. YOURSELF. that first year. Take time. Figure it out!

Anyhoo, that's a rant for another day. Back to our midnight convo the other night. I was explaining how it would be nice to even know what it feels like to have someone like you. To fall in love. [InsertMoreCheesePuffSayingsHere] Then this is what she said to me. "I think you need to "do you" for awhile. Go be stupid. Travel spontaneously. Do something absolutely crazy."

Now, little conservative me of course said, "I don't know HOW to be crazy." That's her point! Chances are I am going to date only one man-- mainly because I don't have time to waste on weenies who aren't going to be my husband, because I have no desire to casually date, and because I'm too picky. So when it's time to meet the one, date the one, and then *Here'sToHoping* marry the one, I want to be able to look back on these years with fond memories of me finding myself in the stupidest things.

So here's my challenge. It's small. I'm not going to start big. But for 14 days (and yes this includes Valentines day...) I am not going to say "Man, I'm so single." or "Gosh, why don't I have a boyfriend." or anything that could be categorized as the same! On top of that. I'm going to do one absolutely stupid thing that I've never done before.

.......honestly I'll let you know what it is once I've figured that out!

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The Beginning

As I begin this blog,
I don't know how it's supposed to end.
It's not a story I made up in my head.
It's not the story of someone who is dead.
It's my life.
And the journey of possibly
.....becoming a wife.

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