There are a lot of things I’ve seen people stick on their cars. Antlers. Pink handlebar moustaches. Menorahs.
But the stick figure family bumper sticker has infected more cars than the Toyota recall of yesteryear.
So what do you do if you are a single girl sans stick companions to slap on your car’s rear window?
For the single girl who has everything she will ever need:
For the single and searching girl:
For the single girl who has given up all hope:
You’re welcome, ladies. You’re welcome.
After he reveals he has a girlfriend:
If things are going well:
If things take a turn for the worse:
Upon turning 22, my friend declared that “22 is halfway to 44 which is halfway to 88 which means you are halfway dead.”
(We are clearly no longer friends.)
Birthdays are kind of like New Year’s—they make you reflect on where you’ve been and where you’re going. You’re another year older. And another year closer to 88.
On the day of my 28th birthday, I couldn’t help but compare myself to those I love and admire more than anyone else in the world: my parents. I think about where they were at 28. And at this age my mother was married for 6 years with a two-year-old and another on the way.
If my life was supposed to follow those breadcrumbs, the birds clearly had a 28-year feast and unknowingly I stumbled upon the long, scenic route up the side of a steep mountain.
While I would be blessed if I had even 1/100 of the character my mother has, my life has not followed her blueprint.
I ain’t my Momma.
Chatting with another single friend the other day, I decided expectations for young adults are like kitchen cleaners under the sink to little kids. It’s just not fair that the blue stuff that looks like a huge jug of blue raspberry Kool-Aid is locked away behind childproof cabinets—seemingly unattainable. But here’s the thing: turns out that stuff may not be the best for us anyway.
My life and the lives of my single friends are not the lives of our parents. But our lives aren’t wrong. They’re different.
I’m single. I’m living on my own. I’m pursuing my passion for writing. I’m really great at making cereal for dinner.
I can’t help but compare myself to those I love most—and I pray that I have even a fraction of the love, faith, and character that my parents do. But I know You have different plans for me than you had for my father and mother.
I ain’t my Momma.
Happy Valentine’s Day everybody!
E and I are at it again. This time we decided to create the most awkward Valentine’s Day cards for single Christians ever.
We think we succeeded.
Enjoy. Share. Laugh. Love!
– m & e
Check out our last photo shoot if you want to continue laughing (at us).
It’s February 14.
You know what that means:
It means we should be celebrating our singleness!
Instead of lamenting what day February 14 is, let’s look at 14 reasons why it’s great to be single!
1. Forget what everyone else is doing: you can do your own thang. (Whenever, wherever.)
2. You make up your own food pyramid for dinner.
3. There’s plenty of time to spend with your girlfriends.
4. Being able to sleep through the night without any interruptions.
5. You can focus on pursuing your passions.
6. Shaving your legs is not necessary.
7. You can pick up and go anywhere without any strings attached.
8. Because all your eHarmony matches look like this guy:
9. You can keep your apartment just the way you like it.
10. You don’t have to spilt your holidays with anyone but your own family.
11. You can bless others by serving them with your time, gifts, and resources.
12. The television remote is all yours.
13. You know nothing is wrong with you. You are confident in who God created you to be. And you aren’t afraid to show it.
14. Because you have an unprecedented amount of time to be fully devoted to God right here, right now.