I'm usually a glass-half-full kind of girl. I've always mouthed positive cliches to my friends whenever they were down. Not that I've ever been down myself. I have, several times, but I learned to look at the bright side of things. And it has worked out well for me.
But this thing about my being single -- I've been positive most of the time. I tell myself that hey, I'm 32 years old. I'm not bad-looking. I'm smart and I don't think I have an awful personality. I've been telling myself over the years that my time will come.
But there are a few instances I've had my doubts. I could hope and pray and be optimistic. But what if it's God's plan for me to be single forever? My priest friend semi-scolded me and said I should remain optimistic. But up to what point can you be optimistic? Should I leave some room in my heart to be okay if I turn out to be alone?
If I should always be optimistic, I can't expect to pray I win the lottery and be positive I'm going to win. So should I limit my hopes?
Or is my analogy all skewed?
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