I look to the left and right of me and it all looks the same. The life of singleness in a perpetual motion. I don't think friends mean any harm in the questions they ask, but I will give you some insight on what it looks like and feels like for me to be a single woman approaching my 28th birthday having no relational attachment to a significant other. The story goes a little like this: Every several years, usually around New Year's, I, as a single person, have built my hopes up in excitement of maybe this being the year God is preparing me to meet that person. That person who, unbeknownst to him, I shed tears over, prayed about, talked about endlessly to my single comrades, and painted a lovely picture in my head of what he'd be like. And every year I go through hi-s and lo-s and overcome new things that I never knew I had in me. Things that change me, things that push me into the direction of pursuing God a little bit more than I did the year before. During that seas...