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Written by Kerri Allio, instagram.com/kerrionn

If you would have told 18-year-old me that at 27 I would not be married with children, let alone be single, I would have laughed and responded with some sassy comment about how that would be “impossible”.

Yet here I am, 27, single and living my best life. Of course, I’m writing this after years on the dating screen…get it? Since the majority of my dating life was spent swiping left or right,  having likes or dislikes, and seeing if Coffee really does Meet Bagel, I can’t say I have played the field. I’ve instead had countless conversations over apps that would result in a week of casual conversation. If those conversations ended with a date I would be sure to establish an emergency emoji with my best friends in case I needed to be bailed out of a not so great situation and yes..there have been a few.

To be honest if faith wasn’t a priority maybe I would have had a different dating experience. Maybe it would be easier to meet individuals without questioning what they mean by “Spiritual” on their bio. There shouldn’t be any doubt that I have also tried the Christian apps, but let’s be honest when the opening line is “Wow you look like someone I want to pray over” it’s hard to take serious.

Last year I thought all of this swiping was coming to an end when I met Him. He was tall, funny, smart and sarcastic. I fell fast and ignored the flags when they popped up. For months we dated, met each other’s families, I planned our future and he became distant. It took nine months but finally, I realized how unhappy I was and ended it. It was one of the hardest choices I made, I knew it meant losing not only him but his family and the future I had dreamed for use but if I stayed I would have settled and been with someone who didn’t value me. The idea of living that life was worse than any loss of a relationship and plans for what “could have been”.

So here I am, 27, single and living my best life. I  know the pressure of another year passing without the family, dog and white picket fence is still nagging at me but if I had learned anything in this journey it’s that it’s far better to be single and happily focused on my friendships and faith that to force a romantic-less relationship.  So to 18-year-old Kerri, it isn’t impossible, it’s exactly where you should be.