"Love is a harsh and dreadful thing to ask of us, but it is the only answer."--Dorothy Day



I was thinking today about the word "Single" when used to refer to a person. I think it's weird. Married people aren't referred to as "Doubles". Singles bars, clubs for singles, singles ministries drive me crazy, krazy, krazee. I refuse, refuse, refuse to participate in these things. I might be single. I might always be single. But I will never be "a single." I think it's odd to define yourself by something like this. And maybe unhealthy. Defining yourself by something you're missing can't make you feel anything but incomplete.

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