Growing up, I daydreamed about going to college because it was something I wanted to do. After that my imagination jumped to wedding bells and baby carriages.
I did not anticipate a gap called my “single years.”
I don’t think I was the only young woman whose dreams consisted of wedding gowns and baby names. I remember in college issues of Bride magazine filling the decorative basket in my sorority sisters’ bathroom. College? Check. Now on to the next life goal . . . marriage.
Read the rest of my story and how to live without regret as a single woman in my post at MoretoBe.com.