I spoke with one of the ladies from church about my predicament. I can't find a worthy boyfriend. There really are NO single straight men at the church where I sing professionally, and plenty who don't seem to be interested at the other church where I fellowship.
One Sunday as we prepared for the processional:
Lady: Do you have a boyfriend yet? I've been praying.
Savvy: No. But thank you so much.
Lady: I was hoping."
Savvy: Keep praying, maybe God will do something.
It was so sweet. I hate to be a disappointment. I keep praying, and praying, and watching, and waiting, and dreaming, and dreaming of the special man I admire. Sometimes I pretend I'm with him. But, of course if I met someone I would drop that dream...but instead I only have dreams...*SIGH*
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