How do we keep our courage and hope for the future when all we want, deep down, is to be loved by a man and potentially raise a family with him... yet our lives show no evidence of this being able to happen? I KNOW I'm not the only one who, when life takes a slight breath or when there's a slight pause in the middle of the hustle and bustle, feels discouragement or sadness creep in. What do we do with these moments? Are they inevitable? Can we live our lives in such a way where we never have to struggle with loneliness or discouragement?