Dear single friends,
I’m writing to you from a very comfy chair, sipping coffee and thanking Jesus that I don’t have to be outside in this really odd Minnesota heat wave. I don’t have a ring on my finger, but I’m not single anymore. I’m a young 23-year-old, so some of you might shake your head and laugh that I’m trying to give any single advice at all. I get that. What qualifies me to tell you to stay positive and keep hoping when I’m in a serious relationship at such a young age? Valid point.
But the thing is, even though I might not be single anymore and only experienced being single for a little under two decades, the basic feelings and struggles of being single — EVERY woman who has ever been single knows them. We all have different experiences being single, and I want to encourage you — I have been there.