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At Last: Part Three

Will talked often about future plans in a way that I’d normally find presumptuous, especially at the beginning of a relationship. Instead his desire to be included in my inner circle was comforting. He was sticking around. He said he looked forward to meeting my daughters and mentioned that he’d told his entire family and friends about me. He wanted to meet my friends, too. Those around me had normal concerns. “Take it slow, no need to rush,” said Karen, my surrogate mom. “How do you know he’s who he says he is?” “He’s got crazy eyes,” said my daughter Morgan, while studying his photo. Several days later, we were on the phone and his battery died. Morgan said that was “shady.” It … [Read More...]

At Last: Part Two

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Once finished with class I checked my phone and faced the truth. I would never hear from Will again. I deleted my profile and headed to Trader Joe’s for groceries.  On the walk I got a call… It was Will but you already knew that, right? He apologized for not getting back to me after he processed the information, as he was away on business and very busy. It was strange to finally hear his voice. Sure, we had numerous text conversations but this was intimate, serious and real--two … [Read More...]

At Last

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I’ve never told a dating story like this one. It’s not about a disastrous but hilarious encounter, nor is it a tale of another “really great guy” who had everything I was looking for except that indefinable chemistry. Buckle up, my friends, because this is a love story. After a year of online dating all of you know I was spent. Just the thought of my profile on a dating website made me nauseous as I was certain the process wasn’t for me. BUT, there is something about time and distance that … [Read More...]

Getting Schooled

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The other day we were driving back to the city from Staten Island, where I take my dogs to the vet (not a story filled with bitterness towards Manhattan veterinary care, promise). Although, there IS  belligerence bubbling just under the surface, don’t doubt that for a minute. Have I told you I don’t like to drive in or out of the city? I do it when I have to but if I can get one of my daughters to take the wheel, I’m golden. The girls regularly refer to this as “Driving Miss Daisy.” To. My. … [Read More...]