Tuesday, August 20, 2013

The single woman

She has bad hair days. She will buy a new dress at Target or Ross and hope it passes for something a little nicer. She struggles to pay her rent and monthly car payment in the same month. Is it because she bought too many shoes? Sometimes. The only pair of designer shoes she owns is a pair of Manolo Blahniks she found in a consignment store.

Sometimes her friends and family let her down. They don’t always say the right things, or sometimes they don’t want to listen at all. 

And the elusive one that got away? Sometimes, she has days when she still can’t cut the strings.

She has moments of panic and terror when she wonders if hr Prince Charming got lost, or settled for another less complicated, less stubborn, less independent goddess. She wonders if she will have to settle for the frog she sees on her nightly walk.

She never knows where she is going until she gets there- 

She hasn’t got it ll figured out yet.

But she loves her God, her family, and she loves to dance, and she is her own better half.

SHE is the reason I do what I do

She i s the single woman.

She is me. And she’s you.