I’m Getting Married!…But Do I Feel Guilty?!

So…I know I haven’t updated for awhile, and I think it’s because I have big news to share…that I feel a bit guilty about sharing…I’m engaged!! We’re getting married in 6 months, and it’s been such a wonderful experience. But underneath the joy and excitement, a little bit of me feels guilty for leaving the ‘single sisterhood’. I think I keep projecting all of the things I felt when my other friends got engaged…and basically I’m finding it difficult to not feel like I have let down my single friends, because I have gotten engaged. Single people band together and encourage each other and support each other – and I hope that I can continue to do that will all of my friends when I’m married, but experience tells me that when I’m married, I won’t be able to do it in the same way that I once did when I was single. Continue reading


Four Things I Wish I Could Go Back And Tell Myself When I Was Single

When I first started this blog back in 2015, I never, never, ever imagined that I would one day be in a relationship. I refused to even let myself actually believe that it could be possible, because it was too upsetting when year after year I remained single. In no way am I saying that being in a relationship is better than being single, not at all…rather, both of these life circumstances are just very different to each other, and I couldn’t visualise myself in the other option.

I’ve been thinking about how so many of my preconceived ideas of relationships have been completely smashed apart in the last few months…so these are four things that I didn’t think were true when I was single…but that I wish I could’ve told myself: Continue reading

Trusting God in the Unknown

I’m the type of person that likes answers and things to be sorted quickly.

If I’ve made a mistake, I need it to be rectified yesterday! If there’s a problem at work, or something isn’t as efficient as it should be, I will work on a solution non-stop until the problem is solved.

Hence why I think a lot of my blog posts have been about how I trust God with the unknown of how long my singleness might last. Continue reading

Bush Dancing! But Why Don’t The Men Ask Me To Dance??!

Last weekend I attended a Bush Dance, which was raising money for an awesome lady who wants to study how to be a missionary in Africa. It’s the same group of people who put on the swing dance I went to a few months ago. I had a great time dancing to the live band in my good old flannel top and jeans…but while it seemed lots of other girls were dancing with guys, I barely had any offers… Continue reading