33 AND SINGLE
Hi. My name is Glai and I’m 33 years old
And call me crazy, but I’ve decided to blog about
SINGLE
Now when I say single, let’s be clear — I mean single. The don’t-have-a-fiancee, don’t-have-a-boyfriend, actually-the only I have is a big crush on a celebrity- very young celebrity- 13 years younger than me- rsvp-for-just-one, set-the-thermostat-however-I-want, no-i’m-not-expecting-anyone, please-don’t-make-me-try-to-catch-the-freaking-bouquet, put-my-hands-UP-for-Beyonce kind of single.
This fact still feels a little surreal since I never would have guessed a decade go — heck, even a few years ago — that I would find myself single at 33. I have always hoped and wanted to eventually be married. And frankly I have lived most of my adult life assuming that marriage was inevitably just around the corner. After all, that’s how it seemed to happen for everyone else, right?
But I blew out 33 candles last year April And while I did so genuinely loving my life more than ever, I definitely entered my thirties sans husband and very single.
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