I’m trying not to look at old pictures, trying not to cry too much and taking a stab at total happiness as they become adults.
The biggest change came from inside myself. I realized that I had been looking for a relationship to rescue me from my grief. Instead, I found my own interests and gained some independence.
There is no reason to post a shirtless selfie in the bathroom (or any room)…
I am a 52 year-old divorced father who sees every Marvel superhero movie with my two boys.
Fourteen months after Steve’s death, I was fixed up with a man named Eric Goldstein. At six foot-three, with dark skin and thick black hair, he looked nothing like Steve.
On moving day, a mother reflects back on raising her, now grown, spirited daughter, and looks toward the future for herself…
Based on his past actions or better yet, lack thereof, I figured we were nothing more than friends. He kept me at an arm’s length distance and made no attempt to flirt with me.
Although Stacy and I know what to do to make Living the Second Act successful, it is still a monumental and scary undertaking. We are putting our dreams out in the open for the world to see.
Since the day I gave myself the green light to date, I have met some of the most amazing (and not so amazing) men.