This week’s post was taken from my 365-day dating experiment, “The Postcard of My [Single] Life” from May 4, 2010. I revisited the retired blog today and thought it was a fantastic post that still reigns true today.
It’s easy to take the subject matter of “dating” and spin it with a humorous and sarcastic twist. Quite frankly, I think I’m hilarious, even if it is just a party of one. However, there comes a moment in one’s singleness when they feel a slight uneasiness, almost a dull pain, of realization that they are, in fact…single.
Singleness is a great joy, a blessing in my life. Honestly, I do enjoy being single and will continue to be content with my relationship status until God says otherwise. I’m not the kind of girl to dwell on what I don’t have or focus on the negative in my life. What can I say? All my clouds are lined with silver ribbon!
That being said…
Lately, I’ve been feeling like I’m on the precipice of a great adventure in my life. I’m at the top of the largest peak of the largest roller coaster in the world, free-falling, floating, waiting for gravity to kick in and whirl me into the great unknown of more spirals and curves. There’s an epic adventure in my future and I often yearn for that adventure to be a husband.
I can’t wait to have a team mate, someone who knows me as I know myself, someone who I can get in trouble with and walk with throughout the experiences of life. I can’t wait to marry the man who cherishes me and protects me. The guy who will buy me daisies on a Wednesday, because he knows that I hate roses, even if they are on sale. I can’t wait to marry the guy who looks across the room and says, “That’s her. She’s the one I want to marry!” I can’t wait to marry the man who is a great father, wise, an adventurer, courageous, sacrificing, selfless and loving.
I can’t wait to marry this man!
I’ve kept a journal of letters that I’ve written to him since my senior year of high school. I’ve waited a long time so far and I don’t know when they’re going to be delivered. I can’t wait to deliver these letters, to have them read.
Being single is fun. I have freedom to spend time with friends, go to parties, fly off to Seattle for my birthday. Yes, being single is a blast, but I still go to sleep by myself. I wake up by myself. I eat most of my meals by myself. Even with roommates, friends and co-workers, I still spend most of my time by myself. I can’t wait for the day when I get to do these things with the one I love.
So, until the day comes when I finally get to walk towards my hero, in a white dress in front of family, friends, and God, here is what I have to say to you, my husband…
I can wait for you.