Confession of an Endangered Spinster - Part 3

Now we come to the conclusion of this 3-Part Confession of an Endangered Spinster.

This is the last part. I promise. Earlier in Part 2, I finally revealed that at last I found HIM. Here, you will realize that love no matter how elusive it can be will surely find a way.

So if you are still single and hanging on to the last rope... have faith because there is hope indeed. Trust me I know.

Confession of an Endangered Spinster - Part 2

Okay, so I dreamt of my Prince Charming. I planned for my happily-ever-after. And I chose to be pro-active. I was on a "mission". Big time!

Now, what do you think I did to lure Prince Charming to the "happily-ever-after" trap? You wouldn't believe what this Endangered Spinster did to twist her fate and escaped singledom. Read on.

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If you missed PART 1,   CLICK HERE.

I was not really picky nor did I set high standard on choosing my future partner. I just thought I have enough time in my hands. And I do have a different taste in men. There I had to admit it!. Then I got torn between the past and the future, and the present is in limbo. "Where the hell am I going to find the right guy now?", I asked myself as I kicked in to my early 40s. Most of the guys I know are either married or gay... too young or too old... uninteresting or "never-mind".

But one thing I love about myself is that I am not a quitter and I am very creative with almost everything. Never under estimate the power of positive thinking so they say. It is another life line I could hold on to in case I am really destined to singlehood. But then, if there is one thing I am thankful about aside from my faith in God [because I was also into novena, pilgrimage, and more] it is the gift of technology.

Confession of an Endangered Spinster

Tell me. If you were given a chance, what would you tell your 15-year younger self about relationship and the fear of being alone? A lot! Maybe not a lot. Or maybe, you don't know. Don't worry, we are on the same boat.

Looking back after being married for 10 years now, I can't help but laugh at my stupidity when I was 15 years younger.

The beauty of blogging is both a legacy and a curse. I remember when I first came here I did a lot of writing to keep me entertained and productive. I was jobless and a stay-at-home-wife with no car and no friends. Well, I have one friend who doesn't have a car either so that didn't help if you live in the boonies. It was the very first time in my entire adult life that I was grounded, quite literally. My situation that time led me to a lot of writing and eventually to blogging and the rest is history. 

Recently, I decided to revamp my blogs and I realized that in one of my dead blogs [I got eight blogs total before I decided to keep only two now] I wrote something about my journey as a career woman cursed by the stigma of the stereotyped social status. Yeah, that's a mouthful. Sorry.

10 Years and We still Do

Is wedding anniversary overrated? I am thinking out loud. A response is optional.

Anyway, it has been quite awhile since I last wrote anything about "anything" here. Being said, the last thing I want to write about is... relationship (and all the crap that goes with it). But it looks like I'm leaning towards that topic now.

@The State Capital