Every SINGLE Person

Yesterday felt like it was one of those days that the only thing people really noticed about me was my empty, left ring finger - and the lack of a flashing vacancy sign.

It's not that I don't want to get married, but I honestly believe that God has a plan for my life, and He has things I need to do first, before I have that opportunity. I am okay with that. I am happy with that. I can deal with that. Why can't they?

It's rare that a day goes by that someone doesn't comment on the lack of a significant other. As if I need to be felt sorry for because I must be lonely. I am lonely sometimes, honestly, but I don't feel sorry for myself, usually. I have a Heavenly Father that loves me. I can turn to Him when I feel lonely. I felt more lonely in middle school, when everyone else feels lonely. So, people, quit looking at me like I'm some poor, pathetic abandoned puppy. Quit seeing me as that old maid without a chance. And please, stop commenting on it. Really. It makes me never want to get married, just out of spite.

It is possible to still be happy when you are single. I know some girls that think that's where their worth comes from - having a husband, staying at home, and raising a family. I believe that it helps, but that's not how you are supposed to define yourself. I am a daughter of God. I have a strong faith in the Savior, Jesus Christ. I know why I am here. I am not perfect. Sometimes I still cry myself to sleep, because life is still hard. But, I don't want to be defined as that old maid that obviously can't be happy because some man doesn't love her enough to marry her. I am a person. I have a degree - two in fact. I am in graduate school. I am a teacher. I served an honorable mission, where I was able to witness amazing miracles - in others lives as well as my own. I am a relief society president that feels the pains and joys of every single girl under my watch care. I am a visiting teacher that will do everything it takes to find my girls and make sure they are loved, and that someone is thinking/praying for them. These are some other things about me. Define me as that. See these things about me. Please. Because, I may be comfortable with where I am at in life, but sometimes those comments still really sting. Maybe society  really hasn't come very far if all you see of me is that I don't have a man.