If you would have asked me in ninth grade when I thought I would have been in love {possibly even engaged}, with confidence I would have answered senior year of college. OH SWEET NINTH GRADE HANNAH. But honestly, I can truly say I believed it. Four years of college is plenty of time to fall in love, so I delusionally imagined. But with each passing year of college …and post college… my prince charming has yet to arrive, leaving my junior-high thoughts even more laughable. Continue reading “Single and Thriving In Your Twenties”
Vigor & The Vine 