I make a good bag, pay my bills early, mind my business and my edges. I do yoga, go to therapy, keep a clean house, and I have passport stamps and museum receipts- cultured honey and only a little sophisti-ratchet when I need to be. By societal standards, I’m good and doing me. So why is it that at the church house all of this is a “problem” and I am CONSTANTLY questioned by the “You not married yet?” chorus?