What do you grieve?

I grieve dreams. I grieve hope. I grieve for innocence and isolation. All that I grieve came rushing back to me recently. I was at my parent’s home and my mother wanted some help going through old pictures. It started out just great, I loved seeing myself as a baby, a toddler, a feisty little … More What do you grieve?

To the wife or mom that gets uncomfortable or embarrassed for me when I talk about the pain I feel in being single:

Hi. I love you. I really do. I would venture to say that 80% of friendships are with you and those relationships I count as some of my finest. I’m thankful each day to be associated with you, to learn from you as women, to grow vicariously through you as you share with me your … More To the wife or mom that gets uncomfortable or embarrassed for me when I talk about the pain I feel in being single: