You have an amazing first date. And after that magical evening filled with physical chemistry and emotional connection, you go home to your busy life of working, doing errands and taking care of the kids.
If you are a man and get confused by women at times then you will probably want to sit down and read this.
When you look back five or so years from now -- you will not regret your divorce but you may regret how you handled it -- so don't let that be the case for you.
The story that always breaks my heart is when someone who has been married for many years (usually her entire adult life) is faced with divorce and she has absolutely no clue about the couple's financial picture.
What's interesting is not just that most people aren't in touch with their desires, but that simultaneously, most of us think we ARE. We get ideas about what we want from media, our friends, our past experiences. And we piece together some image of what we want that is usually pretty generic.
Lindsay, we love you... and want to love you more! Confiding in Oprah on national television is the first step to making a new life. We're cheering that your future performances will be Oscar worthy and not probation hearings on Court TV.
We all have the power to change our lives and begin to draw in what we long for; it starts by going inward -- with compassion -- to see what monsters of protection we have created.
A boomer first date can be an unnerving experience and a double-edged sword. Sure, there's a lot of excitement and some sweet fantasies attached to meeting someone new because there's always the chance they might have partner potential. But the other side of this is the feeling of dread that boomers frequently have.
Love dies. Love sucks. Unfortunately, this line of thinking leads to more alienation. But the truth is: it's not love's fault. Love is actually pretty stable. Love doesn't deceive us. It doesn't walk away or disappear for no reason. We do.
Does the very thought of seeing your ex at your child's special events make you so angry you'd rather make an appearance at traffic court?
You know all those badass ladies out there that are inexplicably single? Well, maybe it's not so inexplicable.
When I see my cousin asserting his comfort with calling his (presumably straight male) friends "faggots," I do not feel directly afraid of my cousin, but I feel afraid of the culture that both he and I are surrounded by and respond so differently to.
Boomers, and particularly those recently out of long-term relationships, frequently find it puzzling to decide whether or not a second date is warranted. A common response from the question, 'Are you going out with him or her again?' is typically, 'I don't know, I just can't decide.'
1.Hablo un poco ingles guy. You have no shared language but his Russian, Creole, French, Portuguese or Spanish turns you on. Love (lust) binds you. Until you get bored watching him Skype back home and just want a conversation with anyone who understands that Liz Lemon is funny.
The really tricky part about retirement -- once you get passed whether you can even afford it -- is figuring out what you actually do with your time every day. My husband probably spent every day of his work life dreaming about a retirement where he sat in his easy chair watching endless baseball games on TV with a remote in one hand and a can of Diet Coke in the other.
So here's the big question: when should you share your biggest secret with someone you met online? I am not talking about someone with whom you have just been emailing back and forth, or even someone you have spoken to numerous times.