Tag Archives: singleness
2021: Your call to adventure
Can you hear it? Can you hear the call to adventure? Can you hear the call to claim your seat at the table. To take up your space. To make your voice heard. To be the person you were always … Continue reading
A Bed Full of Memories
I’m staying in my old flat in London this week, the flat I lived in for 13 years, from the ages of 31 to 44. As I got under the covers last night and wrestled with sleep – my washing … Continue reading
Yin and Yang
“What’s it like to be loved by me?” I asked last night, kind of joking. “Intense,” he said with a laugh. “Intense?” I replied, in quite a high pitch. “Intense?” But I couldn’t help laughing along with him. “Intense isn’t … Continue reading
Dating with Soul
This quote was true for my dating life for quite a long time. Groundhog day. Like banging my head against a brick wall. Wondering why things never worked out. Wondering where I was going wrong. Wondering why I kept being … Continue reading
How I fell in love
It began with me – with falling in love with myself. I know that’s a cliché, that you’ve heard it before, read it in some glossy women’s magazine. But that’s where I had to start. I really couldn’t accept and … Continue reading
When everything feels wrong
There are days when everything feels wrong. Days when you feel so far away from the robust, strong, healthy, confident, dynamic go-getting person you want to be and sometimes are. Days when you wonder where your enthusiasm for life, for … Continue reading
I know who I am
On Tuesday of last week, a few hours before a scheduled phone call that I was pretty sure would mark the end of a brief courtship with an attractive man I really liked but kind of knew wasn’t for me … Continue reading
My authentic self
Being my authentic self in relationship – particularly in relationships with men whom I find attractive and with whom I want to be in relationship – is my biggest challenge, according to well-placed sources (my therapist). Because being myself carries … Continue reading
The extra mile – one mile too many?
I went down to watch the London marathon last Sunday. Not the elite race (I caught a bit of that on TV in the morning) but the masses that followed on behind – the hundreds tens of thousands of fun … Continue reading
The Baby Gap – the book
This is the second time I’ve used the title The Baby Gap for a blog post. The first was on April 2, 2011, two years ago. Wow, two whole years. That’s a sobering thought. Have I really been blogging that … Continue reading
From Forty With Love 