When I’m asked the dreaded question: “How old are you?”, these thoughts ping-pong through my brain in an exhaustive sequence...
Category: Love
Observations and (sometimes feisty) opinions from a single woman attempting to date in her 30s. By Julie B. Rose.
Marriage is Not the Be-All-End-All
If never marry, so be it. Don’t feel sorry for me. My life has begun, and it's full of possibilities.
Thank You, From Julie
Thank you, friends. Thank you for letting me bare my soul... my opinions, my desires, my failures, my vulnerabilities, my epiphanies... and accepting me.
What I’ve Learned About Rejection
Rejection is a fact of life, and it’s happened over and over to all of us, including me.
I’m Single, but Complete
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.
To the Boy I Really Like
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?
The Day I Stopped Ignoring My Gut
At first, he did a lot of things right. Then he did a lot of things wrong; he made the mistake that so many guys make.
