I just realized that today is the Feast of St. Jude.
Four years ago, on October 28, 2006, I was washing the dishes in my Boston abode after a fraught week of houseguests when I decided that it was okay to be Single. It was a total "Tolle et lege", St. Augustinian, dawn breaks, penny drops moment. For years I had been fussing and freaking lest I end up Single for the rest of my life, and then suddenly I knew it would be okay.
Amazed at this revelation, I checked the calendar and saw that it was the feast of St. Jude, the Patron of Lost Causes. And, still enthused by my St. Jude's Day revelation, on November 4 I began the first "Seraphic Singles" blog.
By writing "Seraphic Singles," I both wrote my first published book and met the man who would become my husband. It makes you think. Well, it makes me think. It makes me think that having revelations that the Single Life is okay on the Feast of St. Jude, Patron of Lost Causes is a very good thing to do.