Love is Greek to Me
Feb12

Love is Greek to Me

Love has been a challenge. Searching for it, finding it, maintaining it, and enjoying it; all of it. Being a single dad, love with my daughters is easy. I have all the love in the world, unconditionally and in abundance. It’s raw and original. Giving and receiving love between my girls is effortless; I don’t have to think about it. It just happens. The Greeks call it storge, a natural affection. It’s a familial love primarily between...

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It’s Not You, It’s Me
Sep18

It’s Not You, It’s Me

As of September 21, 2013, my 32nd birthday, I will be giving myself the gift of good riddance and removing myself from Match.com.  This chapter of my dating experience ends prematurely, as my subscription doesn’t expire until October 31st, but I’ve been spooked enough already.  My mom told me, before this all began, that I’d need to kiss a few frogs to find her.  I like kissing; who doesn’t?  I think it comes down to me being afraid...

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