Anyhow, this year's Valentine's Day has remained largely unchanged from prior years, in that I am still single. Except, for the first time in my life, I'm actually okay with that. If you've read my previous post you might be thinking "wait a minute, back then you already said you liked being single!" To be more precise, I was actually making the case that being of single status isn't necessarily all bad. And to be honest, I think I was trying to convince myself as much as I was trying to convince any potential readers at the time. I still meant what I said back then, and I was definitely grateful for the other kinds of love I had in my life, but being the helpless romantic that I was, it still felt like something was missing. For the next few years, I let Valentine's Day come and go without getting too wrapped up about its significance; but in the back of my mind I was still actively waiting to find that special someone.
This year for whatever reason, I'm learning to just accept that I'm single, and probably will be for a while. It's quite a liberating feeling, really. No more anxiously waiting and wondering if I'll ever find someone. No more bitterness every time that I don't. I'm embracing my singleness and enjoying it to the fullest! This doesn't mean that I've given up on finding a nice girl somewhere down the line; I've simply stopped waiting. Happy Valentine's Day.
