Well, I remember at 29 being called an "old maid" by one of my congregation members. Extra funny, because people are always taking me for someone in her early 20s. But this is the rural deep south and things are a little different here than in some other places I've lived... if you're not married off by your mid-20s people start to wonder about you.
I'm not jealous. I had the opportunity to get married at a young age and decided it wasn't the right thing for me. If I was desperate for marriage, maybe I would have jumped into something that wouldn't have been right. Instead, I may be an "old maid," but I'm a content one.
I also wonder if perhaps I'm meant for the single life -- there are advantages for ministry, as Paul pointed out. That adds another dimension to things, makes me more comfortable with being as I am. But a part of me thinks that maybe ministry would be more fruitful if I had a partner, someone whom I could support and who could support me, too.
I feel like a young person... some days I feel like I'm still in college. I feel like I'm at the beginning of exciting new things that I would like to share with someone. At the same time I know that I've grown a lot in my adult years and have a lot more to offer a potential spouse than if I had been married young.
The church has a married-young culture, and in many circles, people like me are a rarity. Sometimes I feel weird about that for a minute or two, and then I just shrug and figure that if the right husband is out there somewhere, it won't matter that I didn't find him until my 30s.