A few days ago, a Facebook friend reached out and agreed with a blog I had written about taking responsibility for ourselves and more specifically, our dating decisions. She went on to say “We are not finding the person we
It’s so exciting when you meet someone that you have a lot in common with. Generally your conversation will just flow. Early on you’re both amazed at how you seem to connect, have shared similar experiences, and even done many
The other day I was out running errands in a town that I’m not overly familiar with. I came up to a busy intersection just as the light turned red. I was in the left-hand lane and first in
From time to time I get asked this question and sometimes it’s the statement that there are no perfect people. Consequently, there are no perfect relationships. To the statement that there are no perfect people, I whole heartedly agree.
Let me ask you a question. Would you take a long vacation without planning for it? Would you randomly pack a suitcase not knowing where you were going? Would you then go to the airport and try to book
We’ve all been in love. And we’ve all been in love with the wrong one. Odds are if you’re divorced you know exactly what I’m talking about. Falling in love doesn’t mean you’ve made a good choice in partners.
Most days I can just sit down and write about dating or relationships and in an hour or so I’m done. Today…not so much. My mind is racing through a variety of subjects, some relating to dating, some to
I’ve had a rash of emails in the past month or so from widowers that soon after their wife passed away are on the hunt for a new relationship. They are adamant about finding a replacement wife. In the
One of the hardest things to teach is to use your mind to make important decisions. For most of us, it’s our heart that leads the decision-making process. Science shows that most major decisions in life are made based
In the past 5 ½ years since my dad has passed, I’ve become much more acutely aware of the fragility of life. I’m starting to understand some of the conversations my dad would have with me about details of