Dancing in Life

I am beginning to dance all over again; dancing alone at that. I am finding that it is okay to go to dinner alone, watch a movie, stay in bed, or go out shopping alone. I enjoy being around people and I want a life partner, but it's not a requirement anymore. I would love to have an opposite sex friend to go out to dinner with or watch a movie without the tension of "is this a date?" 
Why is the world so hung up on "gotta have a mate", "can't be single", or "when are you gonna get married?"
I have been married and now I know what the statement means "the world is your oyster and you are the pearl."  I can do anything I want. No one to agree or disagree with, go to eat where I want to and take my time in making that decision. I don't have to get up and make the bed if I don't want to. I can leave clothes on  the floor and no one is going to "suggest" I pick them up. (I am not that dirty-for the record.)
I look forward to seeing what is in store for me in the next minute or next hour.
I know that I am not meant to be alone in  this world, but I also know that if I go out looking for the man of  life; it won't work out; it hasn't worked out.
So for now, I am enjoying the life of dancing alone. I am dancing with Jesus now. He says he is dancing over me and he loves me. He is the love of my life. He's the one I want to love, laugh with, delight in, shop with, and cry with.
One day my prince will come, but it's not now and maybe not in this life time, but I am okay.
To those I have dated recently or in the past, thank you. I thank you for taking the time to dance with me as a partner and a friend. I am sad that it didn't work out, but it's not meant to be.
So ladies and gentlemen, enjoy your dance whatever that looks like for you.
I'm going home, putting my bed clothes on, turning on a movie, sliding my fuzzy socks on, and enjoying myself. 
God Bless,  Marjorie