may

This time of year is always tough.

I don't know. It's been almost two years. Two years since I knew what love felt like.

I think of how far I’ve come in some aspects, and how little in others.

Heavenly Father knows.

I can’t help but think if I listened to the promptings summer 2017, I’d be in a different place. My life would’ve been different.

Instead, I’m trying to figure out if I could find someone that matches me as well as he did. Someone I can love. I want love, not just friendship.

It’s hard to keep hoping. It’s hard to push along.

I’m so tempted to settle for friendship.

People in my ward, coworkers...they want to set me up with guys. I’m thinking, if it happens naturally, then maybe. Forced introductions, I’d just be a disappointment.