dating

You’ve met someone who you actually like. There you are, on your first date, and you think, I can’t believe how well this is going.

We met in what used to be considered a non-traditional manner: a dating website. This website is known for bringing together people who are looking for a serious commitment rather than the hookup apps our peers use. We both met our exes there, so we knew it would work, and we both hoped we would meet our spouses.

I’ll never get to really understand what it means to be wanted. My dating history will be filled by awkward half-hugs and nothing more.

Over the years of dating, I’ve found that after each break-up, I’d be bitter. On the flip side, I’ve remained civil with most of my exes. I’ve always been a firm believer in that everything happens for a reason — and I won’t deny that I’ve doubted it at times.

Women who are nuns do not have intimacy with the opposite sex. Some people never get any. But for me, that was the deal killer. It is like eating potato chips; you can never have just one. Besides, I don't like to watch the news by myself.

I know I’m not easy to love, or date. I know this because I dated myself.

It's not always easy to find a new partner when you have kids in tow. But not only is it possible, it's worth it.

My relationship pattern was of the more, well, promiscuous variety. And instead of fighting it, I embraced it.