A Singular LifeThe Alltogether | The Alltogether

My mother’s worst nightmare has come true: I’m 36 years old and single. Or maybe her worst nightmare is that I’ve brought her no grandchildren. Either way, I’m not what she planned for. When I was a little girl, I always assumed that by the ripe old age of 36 I’d be married with a few kids and a dog. Well, I have the dog and my life is the most perfect life of anyone I know. Each day I wake up nude, go to a job I love (or work from home, if I so desire), talk or meet with dear friends, and enjoy numerous forms of recreation that I love. In short, I guess the husband and kids aren’t needed for me to live the happiest life of anyone I know. It wasn’t in my plans to be single but I’m finding that it’s worked out rather nicely. Shirley MacLaine once said, “I don’t need a man to rectify my existence. The most profound relationship we’ll ever have is the one with ourselves.” I think she’s right.

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