Ever have those moments that truly make you look at your mental health and wonder if it is time to be seriously concerned? Was reading a story and, in it, a son felt bad for his mother because she had been alone for two years and had only been on two dates. And I laughed…and it took a minute to stop laughing. In my case, it’s been almost 13 years officially since my separation, but realistically, it’s been closer to 16 since anything that resembled a relationship. In that time, I haven’t been on a single date. Not that there hasn’t been the occasional woman that’s drawn my interest, but I am very good at finding reasons why it would be a bad idea (and, in some cases, it truly would be). I wonder if I would have been better off never being in one. Somehow, not knowing what I’m missing might have been easier.

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