Single (But not Bitter) on Valentine's Day...

You know what I'm tired of? (Excuse that preposition at the end of the sentence) I'm tired of people assuming that ever single woman is bitter about love... or just bitter in general.  (Why single men aren't thought of in this manner is probably another issue for later.)  I don't talk about it much but you know what? I LOVE love.  Have I been hurt? Hell yes.  Was I mad about it? Damn straight.  But in the end I've always been that hopeless romantic who believed that "the one" was out there for me.  I see my cousin my bestie my sister, Delisha, preparing for her upcoming wedding day and I am happy that she found someone to love her.  I look at my parents and their nearly 43 years of marriage and I long for a relationship that can stand the test of time.  I have many cousins and sorors and friends who have found love and I love it!  I know that God has a man out there for me who will love me the way I deserve to be loved and I can't wait.  But for now I'm single, and to some people that automatically equals bitter.  Would I like someone special to give me flowers and a gift and do something super romantic for me? Of course I would.  But at the end of the day I'll be alone tonight, but I'm not bitter about it, because my favorite person to spend time with is Me.  Maybe next year I'll be able to annoy my Facebook, Instagram and Twitter friends with my 27345098.7 posts about my "bae."  But until then Happy Valentine's Day to the rest of y'all but especially my single folks.