On vulnerability, emotional completion, and learning to notice when someone lets you in My brain has apparently maintained an archive of old relationship moments that it may access at any time without a warrant. This morning, it produced an exhibit from years ago....
On red flags, complicated histories, and learning that I don’t have to know what everything means right now There is a very efficient attorney living somewhere inside my nervous system. She does not believe in lengthy trials. Give her one suspicious fact and she is...
I opened Facebook Dating looking for a little sizzle. I found fish, trucks, and a constitutional question. I decided I might be ready to date.This realization did not arrive with trumpets, butterflies, or a sudden conviction that it was Time To Find Love Again....
On letting grief testify without handing it the gavel. Two days after the breakup, I missed him terribly. Not in some dignified, wistful, gazing-out-the-window sort of way. I mean I missed him. I wanted to talk to him. I wanted the familiarity of him. I wanted...
I was on FaceTime with my daughter for my granddaughter’s birthday when the conversation turned to an upcoming trip she was planning. She was telling me where she was going, how far apart things were, what she hoped to see. It sounded wonderful. And somewhere...
Every journey has a beginning. Mine doesn’t start with turning the key in the RV or crossing a state line. It begins here, surrounded by moving boxes, campground maps, garage sales, spreadsheets, and far too many lists taped to the refrigerator. I’ve traveled before....