Hope Springs Eternal


I have been unbelievably busy the last few weeks, leaving me with little time to cook, let alone write. So I must first apologize for the lack of adventure chronicling. During my time away from the computer, I have taken my beloved Canon with me to capture the awakening of DC from its winter slumber. With the Cherry Blossom Festival right around the corner, I spent a day last weekend out with friends enjoying the unexpectedly beautiful weather. This is hands down my favorite time of year (outside of Christmas of course), when nature shakes off the doldrums of winter and brings forth a bounty of flowers, fruits and vegetables. It doesn’t hurt that my birthday falls in April! But most of all, I love the feeling of hope that comes with spring…and right now I need some hope.

To me, DC is one of the best places for a single woman to live because there isn’t any pressure associated with being single. In fact, the most interesting and fulfilled women I know are single by choice. I had embraced this philosophy to its fullest this year. Because of this, I discovered great new friends and found a few new passions. By chance, while running from classes to work to dinner with friends, I fell into dating a man who shared my love of food. Unfortunately, it didn’t work out and I was left feeling a little lost. Not because I was so invested in the guy, but because it was the first time in a while that I allowed myself to even contemplate a relationship. I was already a bit guarded (okay jaded) about dating to begin with, so this recent fling may have put the death nail in my inner romantic’s coffin.

But like with the flowers blooming in spring, my faith was restored in love when I went over to a friend’s house for dinner. Seeing him and his wife’s relationship was refreshing. It isn’t one of those sickly sweet, bad romantic comedy sort of relationships. They make fun of each other, but never in a demeaning way…they laugh with each other. But they are also very genuine people who are comfortable enough in their relationship not to make those around them feel like a third wheel. I may not be in the midst of a sweeping love affair now, but seeing this relationship gave me hope that there are nice guys out there (who aren’t gay, mind you) and stable, loving relationships aren’t just the stuff of poorly written Studio Canal productions.

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