I was in New York today, and some guy I swear I have never seen before but apparently who knows me through the shul I used to daven in / will be a member of in the future came up to me and asked me if I had been married yet. So of course I had to give him a basic explanation that I was not and it wasn't going to happen, etc. Got a nice good luck with that.
But later at Josh's Place the guy told me that he had spent four years in Israel, and the woman to whom he was engaged also broke off the engagement shortly before the wedding was to be. So that was kind of unusual. He assured me that Hashem would take care of things. Well, who else is going to be taking care of things if not Hashem? Bee H, as I used to say. With a capital B and a capital H.
SO many words to write tonight to be caught up in Nanowrimo.