A poem by Rabiʿa al-Basri, a female Sufi mystic.
Yes, you guessed it: Yet another addition to my growing list of #SeattleProTips.
It’s funny to think that I used to scoff at the idea of getting married. I thought people who wanted to settle down were so weak and insecure that they were willing to compromise their freedom just so that they wouldn’t have to feel lonely. I thought my singlehood proved my strength, confidence and independence.
I caught up with an old friend recently and we had a long phone conversation, at the end of which she said, “It’s so weird, I feel like you’ve changed so much, and yet somehow you haven’t.”