For the first time ever,in my conscious memory,none of my dreamsor things that I look forward toin the future with anticipationhave anything to do with a man. Isn’t that something? Even if it did take me three decades to get to it.It was so worth it. 30 is good. —————————————————————————————————–A version…
I love this song. Unabashedly. I wish I could dance outside in the rain singing this very song. In fact, maybe I will. I was talking to a friend about (what else?) a guy we both knew. Nothing much to tell except that he was cute and thought I was…
I asked Twitter what we look for in a partner. The responses made me ponder strength and how I seek it out in men. And other things that people look for.
Self care is like tending to an inner garden.
As I step out, Madonna’s ‘Material Girl’ plays in my head. I’m going to own a diamond. But this time, no boys are lining up to pay.
I spend most of my waking day at work. It is my home and the holder of my identity. How can the space not be important?
I keep getting asked why I want commitment if it’s such a terrible thing. My reasons may not be all deeply soulful or romantic or even honorable.
I’m reading a book called Rubbish Boyfriends. But hang on, that’s not all that’s responsible for this mood o’ mine. I’ve been talking (and talking and talking) to the following women: A has been steadily (as opposed to happily) married to a ‘Who says we get it right the first…
Chick Lit is the new Romance Novel. And it isn’t. It’s empowering in a very strange way.
Motherhood. Have you thought about it? I have.