If never marry, so be it. Don’t feel sorry for me. My life has begun, and it's full of possibilities.
Thank you, friends. Thank you for letting me bare my soul... my opinions, my desires, my failures, my vulnerabilities, my epiphanies... and accepting me.
Rejection is a fact of life, and it’s happened over and over to all of us, including me.
When most people say they "love to travel," sometimes I think they really mean to say they "love vacations"...
I'm two months from my 34th birthday and I just realized I spent pretty much the entire length of my 30s stone-cold single.
Charleston is the one of the most dog-accepting and dog-friendly cities, and that's saying a lot, coming from this 3-year-old miniature Australian shepherd who's visited 19 states.. so far.
I’m dreaming about the next time I see you. Of our eyes locking, our fingers brushing, of the moment when we realize that we feel the same way about each other, and that this is something worth pursuing. Or am I crazy? Did you feel it too?