“We need more gentleman in our lives.” This comment came whilst discussing the ending to a book a girlfriend and I had both recently read. Granted, 1921 was a different time, yet the thought of ‘gentleman’ draws women back to reading books like this and continually re-watching the BBC version of Pride and Prejudice (Colin Firth is a big part of my early teen memories, Mum would happily stare at him or Matt Damon all day – the lady’s got taste). Whilst I’m not a huge fan of the lack of communication that comes with the era, I am a big fan of the chivalry. This point seems to be…
Game of love
The beauty of always looking upon the bright side is that while I can grieve the loss of a friend and conclusion of much loved relationship, I also can see what is possible moving forward. This is not an ‘always be positive’ thing, far from it. I like to play the game of life in a manner where loving hard and being ‘all in’ is how I roll. I am not adverse to emotion, I do try to get my ugly cries out in the shower, I do attempt to be an adult in any highly charged emotional conversation. Even to the point of leaving it to come back to…
Baited Breath
Want to be my boyfriend in waiting? The life I lead is never boring. When I have a tall, dark and handsome man declaring his desire to date me, it’s still fraught with silly complications. Like 15+ hours of flights to go on a follow up date to the 10 day Australian whirlwind that occurred in September. Minor detail. The second part to the flight situation is finding a weekend that is free for taking such time off – between now and Christmas it feels like there are events every weekend, which is pretty typical for my life in general, these plans are a little more concrete in that some…
Practical application of Reckless Abandon
There are lots of things that are scary. One of those scary things is being single, one of the other things is the possibility of everything known changing into the unknown. There is a man whom I have loved, in a number of different capacities, for seven years flying to spend time with me in a week. It’s a form of love that has shifted and shaped itself into many spaces and places over time, constantly in the flow of circumstance. I am both incredibly excited and shitting myself. Deep breaths – I’m an adult and I can totally handle this (I will conveniently forget that most of the time…
Once bitten, twice shy
Over the years, I’ve had some in-depth discussions with people who have watched my heart be broken, dried my tears, and offered condolences (along with explicits) around the recent events that had occurred. I have often been asked why and how I can continue to go on first dates, meet new people and trust so fervently that at some point in time my heart wont be smushed and handed back to me. A couple of years ago, I came up with the motto ‘love with reckless abandon’ as a bit of an explanation point. As an exercise physiologist, I know that when a muscle is broken down it has the…
Bringing sexy back
You know what is sexy? Listening. Listening, closely followed by the ability to be accountable. You know those people who you can hang out with and they ‘get you’, you feel heard, you know exactly where you stand with them, and you know that if they say they will do something or be somewhere – they will. Or they’ll keep you in the loop if life gets in the way of set plans. In a world that is short on soft skills, these two things can set you apart from the crowd. Imagine being around people who are transparent and active in what is happening. I hold my time and the…