Magic always comes with a prince
At least that’s what Disney and Hollywood lead you to believe.
Of course lately, there’s been less focus on the prince and more focus on the heroine, but you get the picture – love, above all, makes the story.
And how are we single ladies supposed to feel about this in real life?
Well, I’ll tell you, being single has never hurt my social life. In fact, I think I get out more and do more things simply because I don’t have a partner to hang out at home with eating pizza and drinking beer with on a Saturday night.
Being single didn’t hurt me when I was racing cars at the Stockton 99.
Being single especially didn’t hurt me when I was leaping from an airplane with a hot man and a parachute strapped to my back.
And it certainly didn’t hurt me when I went to the Alameda County Fairgrounds and ran with the bulls.
No, being single hasn’t hurt one bit.
Even my more carnal urges somehow manage to get taken care of.
So what then is my life missing without a man to “complete” me?
The answer is nothing.
I have friends and family who give me love and camaraderie and lovers who give me intimacy.
Everything else is icing on the cake.
Sure, it’s magical when life and love come with a prince.
But it sure as hell isn’t required.
Magic, is what you make of it.