Right before I came back to Halifax, I stopped to say goodbye to my Grandparents. The usual advice I get is to "be good and say your prayers". For as long as I remember, any conversation I have with my Grandmother ends that way. So imagine my surprise as I'm hugging my grandmother goodbye while trying desperately not to cry and she tells me "Now -- Don't you come back married!" ... And then she kept repeating it, even after I assured her that would not happen.

The urge to cry totally disappeared as I struggled to figure out what brought on this advice.

I'm not in a serious relationship with anyone.

I'm not dating anyone.

I'm not even interested in anyone.


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