As a singleton, it’s easy to get impatient. Especially when you thought you would have met your guy by now. And especially when you’ve had a string of going nowhere dates and relationships. It’s easy to give up on love. It’s easy to give up hope. But it doesn’t feel great when you do. (And you never give up really anyway.) So here’s what I’m thinking. Good things happen to those who wait. I’m betting on that. And I’m betting on love. What about you?