On Being Single

Every time I celebrated my birthday my friends and officemates would always ask me question such as “Isn’t it hard being single? Look at me I have my wonderful little angel that will always cheer up when am troubled. I am tired of being asked of such kind of question. My reply will always be “Well maybe Santa will bring me a man tied up neatly in a big red bow this Christmas.” Since my birthday falls on December I would always tell them that I would be anticipating Santa’s present for me. It’s not that I don’t have a boyfriend, I actually have one. I hadn’t eliminated the idea of ever marrying, but am not prepared yet to settle down and getting married isn’t my priority in life right now. Honestly speaking am not bored or lonely, and felt comfortable being single-except when people start hounding me about my choice of living alone. I am not pressured of getting marriage because of age. Being single takes on greater meaning, adventure and satisfaction. When I looked at my single life and tried to figure out why I am still happy despite the fact that I am not married to date. Perhaps it is because I am single that I am happy despite the fact that I am alone. I am aware that I am not getting any younger everyday and that my biological clock is also ticking. It’s not my life’s goal at the moment to get married the soonest. Being single leaves me free to absorb what’s going on and allows me to be spontaneous. I can watch movies whenever I want to and can go to any place at a moment’s notice. I can go out malling, or just go out for a late night snack. I can flirt if I want to, without worrying that I might get into trouble. Being single allows me the time to figure out who I am. I want to enjoy my single hood so that when the times come that I need to give up my single status I will be in bliss. And if I do decide to marry, I am doing so for the right reasons rather than a need to feel complete.