At 27, I oftentimes get asked the question why I don't have a boyfriend, yet. Aside from the reason that I don't usually go out on dates...it's just that I am happy this way.
I am comfortable being on my own. I get to do what I want, when I want. I can spend time with family and give them my full attention.
I can go out with friends, anytime. Make plans, or spend weekend nights with them for a chat, coffee, or dinner...without the feeling of leaving out somebody when I accommodate them.
I don't have to check out every now on then, messages on my cellphone to keep tab on a 'boyfriend'--ask him where he is, or how he is, or what he's up to. No worries.
The idea of being single all through out has crossed my mind a lot of times...and it doesn't seem frightening at all.
I have aunts who have lived that way, too (single hood runs in the family, I guess). And I've seen them live through it with grace.
From my perspective, they seem comfortable, at peace, at the same time, responsible. They took care of me as a kid, so do my youngest 'batch' of cousins, and of course, my dear grandma until her last days.
But it would still be too early to say that I'm going to be single all my life, or say that I'm contented giving my love to family, friends, and self.
One still needs to experience how it is to 'romantically' care for somebody. In one's mid-life stage, you need to at least know how it feels to 'love/care' for a significant other...just so you'll know if it's for you, or not.
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