I want to take a break from my series on marriage to write a
post for those who are not married (granted this really applies to everyone but
especially to those not married).
There has been a tantalizing lie going around (for decades)
that you need to be in a relationship to be happy, and that being married will
make you happy and your life will be wonderful. I am one of many that bought
into that lie and spent most of my life after the age of…well, too young,
desiring and fantasizing about having a boyfriend and getting married.
Unfortunately, my father was one of the biggest proponents of this idea who has
fueled that longing ever since I was a teenager. I never dated until my mid
twenties (not because I didn’t want to), when I met the man I am now married
to. And dating was wonderful!, probably the best year of my life. But the
problem is that we were not made to be fulfilled by human relationships, so the
bliss of dating only increased the heartache when I finally came to the point
where that relationship no longer fulfilled me the way it had. 
