I give him my number on a Monday. He waits until Friday to text. How underwhelming. We chat about my week, his dogs, recreational water activities in general, the usual. Sunday evening, he checks in for the actual date-making.
Girls of any age who were brought up on a steady diet of rom-coms and Jane Austen have dreamed about meeting The One since we were old enough to play with Barbie. There's that glance from across a crowded bar. The soundtrack. The meet-cute with snappy dialogue.
We never know exactly how many people are listening to what we say, watching what we do, or reading what we post... but we'd be crazy to think that it's anything less than a whole lot.
The first time I got married, I was young, naïve and foolish. I didn't genuinely understand what it meant to share a life with another person even th...
When I went with my husband to a sex and relationship coach for the first time, I was really nervous. My desire had been much less than my husband's for well over a decade and I didn't even know how to begin the conversation.
No matter what the two of you do, if other people aren't involved, you are bored out of your skull and staring at the same Instagram feed you looked at two minutes before.
Dating a guy my age would be a unique experience for me -- and it's one I'm excited to pursue. Maybe the idea of growing with someone is exciting. Maybe I'm ready -- and maybe it will be the perfect fit.
For that moment I understood that I didn't have control over my man's actions, but I did have control over how I responded to them. And that it was possible to respond in a way that left me with peace and dignity.
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For the first time in a very long while, life is pretty good. It is uncomplicated by love's demands and complexities. It is peaceful and drama-free. But no matter how I try, I cannot deny love's sweetness. Indeed, there is no perfect love. But despite its imperfections and failures, it is still magnificent.
Hi A-Ken. How are things? Probably not that good because we're not dating. Haha. Not a joke. I know you're probably busy being "famous" and "making blockbuster movies" and having "millions of fans," but I thought it would be irresponsible of me not to alert you of our undeniable compatibility.
Love is a strong thing, but in today's world it's a term we use rather often and loosely. It's thrown out in corridors, at the ends of teasing jokes, splashed across the Internet on birthdays or late night conversations with just about anyone.
I used to fall hard. Those all encompassing loves that take your priorities and replace them with himhimhim -- your internal voice becoming a narration of everything you can't wait to tell each other, every moment lived without their witness wasted.
For all of you singles out there, it took me way longer than I hope it takes you to learn what it means to really know yourself. Because if someone really loves you? They won't care if you own a sweatshirt with the logo of their crappy football team on it. And if you really, truly love someone? You'll never even consider buying one.