For the last several years I've felt like the universe has had a giant hand behind me, flicking away any potential suitors that arrive within my sphere. Those elusive people who not only like me, but pique my interest as well, have shown up in my periphery to tease me with qualities, traits, and a… Continue reading Answer the Phone
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The Feeling is Real. The Story May Not Be.
This is a question that occasionally wanders into the quiet corridors of my thoughts: Am I truly healed, or are my wounds just comfortably dormant? There is a certain kind of peace that comes with being alone. When no one is disappointing you, misunderstanding you, asking anything of you, or touching the places that still… Continue reading The Feeling is Real. The Story May Not Be.
Dating After 40: Learning to Love the Space
I'm realizing how many preconceived ideas I have about relationships as I navigate dating again. For example, in my early dating experiences through my 30s, when I would meet someone where 'sparks' happened, there was always this almost instantaneous relationship that formed. Two people met who 'clicked', kissed, and looked for every opportunity to spend… Continue reading Dating After 40: Learning to Love the Space
Relationship Minefields
Relationships can be minefields. As every one of us is a unique individual, it can be difficult to truly understand the people around us. Their views can be so drastically different from our own as to be incomprehensible. This isn’t necessarily wrong or bad. It’s just that we’re standing and looking a different way, seeing… Continue reading Relationship Minefields
I Have Two Crushes and I’m Not Choosing Yet
I have two crushes. I almost feel like a teenager again. I was a very boy-crazy teen. Well, and of course there has been my adoration of Alyssa Milano. And now, here I am, 48, with crushes on two men. Not one man I’m trying to determine whether I like. Not one potential relationship I’m… Continue reading I Have Two Crushes and I’m Not Choosing Yet
Femininity isn’t Passive
Femininity is often mistaken for passivity. They're not the same thing. Passivity accepts whatever is placed in front of it. It tolerates poor treatment. It stays quiet to avoid conflict. It believes love is something to be earned through self-sacrifice. I've made this error in my own thinking and have given so much of myself… Continue reading Femininity isn’t Passive
What Waters Us
We often think we're shaped by life's biggest moments, but it's the steady nourishment we receive every day that transforms us most. A chance encounter, a classroom experiment, and an older couple dancing led me to reflect on the people, ideas, and relationships that shape not only who we become, but the world we help create.
Here Anyway
When I was young, it was easy for me to love. I handed out my heart like there was an infinite supply, like it was a thing that couldn't be dented, or bruised, or tossed aside. There was no math in my affection or comprehension of the harm others could do. At that age, love… Continue reading Here Anyway
Chapter Forty-Eight: The One Where Everything Starts to Fit
This is Mira’s story — part fiction, part reflection, wholly honest.(Each chapter will end with a note from her writing, signed as your trusted friend.) 🎧 Listen while you read: “Clearest Blue” by CHVRCHES (Gryffin Remix)For the quiet ache of presence, the bittersweet pull of what was, and the soft gravity of what’s becoming. https://open.spotify.com/track/3Fq1E4nFP8pCmJPclB9yI5?si=3bf8d20bf9db47bd Mira's Story: The One… Continue reading Chapter Forty-Eight: The One Where Everything Starts to Fit
Chapter Forty-Five: The Closet and the Conversation
This is Mira’s story — part fiction, part reflection, wholly honest.(Each chapter will end with a note from her writing, signed as your trusted friend.) 🎧 Listen while you read: “Little Giant” by Roo PanesFor slow-building trust, quiet presence, and the kind of love that folds your laundry and your fears. https://open.spotify.com/track/2TJyrrGYcxSDod3MGKcwJj?si=c1f1fdbd5ea54368 Mira's Story: The Closet and… Continue reading Chapter Forty-Five: The Closet and the Conversation
