Up until this past Sunday, it would have been hard to find a more irritating phrase to my ears than the title of this week's blog. The joy of being single? What joy??
Over the years I seem to have crafted singleness into its own odd, and usually unwelcome, art form…time, love, and people just never seemed to line up according to whatever formula (which obviously everyone but me was aware of) produces enduring romantic relationships.
But this past Sunday, for one of the few, rare, memorable days of my life, I didn't care.