Tag: short-story
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The Power of Almost-Kisses: Lessons in Romance
There’s a quiet street corner in my small town that’s become the setting for something strangely poetic—three almost-kisses, all in 2025, with three different men. Maybe it’s a coincidence. Maybe it’s cosmic. But every time I find myself on that corner, something stirs. A pause. A lean. A hesitation. This is the story of those…
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When You Miss Someone Who Was Never Really There
There’s a special kind of grief that doesn’t come with closure.No big breakup. No dramatic ending.Just an ache. A haunting. A lingering “what if” in the middle of the night. Because sometimes… you miss someone who was never really there. Not in the way you needed.Not in the way you dreamed.Not in the way you let…
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The Red Flag Parade
10 Relationship Red Flags. Just because he’s in therapy doesn’t mean he’s ready. Don’t confuse awareness with availability.
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Dating After 40: The Bike Is on Fire
Dating after 40 can feel chaotic and frustrating, likened to riding a flaming bike in hell. Despite the challenges, such as navigating emotionally unavailable partners and shallow prospects, I remain hopeful and resilient. As I continue to believe in love, valuing self-awareness, boundaries, and trying to maintain a sense of humor amid the madness.
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Spiritual AF But Still Swipe Right
There’s something wildly humbling about being a spiritually awakened woman on a dating app. One minute you’re meditating under the full moon with rose quartz on your womb, whispering mantras about sacred union. The next, you’re swiping right on a man named Chad who owns three kettlebells, lives with two roommates, and describes himself as…
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Flirting with Volatility
They met on an investing platform. Yes, you read that right. Not Tinder. Not Hinge. Not even the Whole Foods hot bar (though that would’ve been cute). No—this modern love story began in the comments section of a post about cryptocurrency.
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Lessons from the Limerence
It always starts the same way: a spark, a glance, a flirty message that lands just right. But this time? He was younger. Not “I could be your babysitter back in the 90s” younger, but enough that I had at least two decades more therapy, heartbreak, and Saturn returns under my belt.
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Dear Ryan,
I opened my heart to you—quietly, curiously, with a softness I rarely offer so easily anymore. You saw something in me that pulled you in, and I let that stir something in me too. I imagined what it could be like to be seen, cherished, chosen—not for a fantasy, but for the real woman that…
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When Dating Goes Wrong: Expectations vs. Reality
Dating in a small town is like shopping in a boutique—you’ve seen the inventory before, but every once in a while, you convince yourself to take another look. Enter him. A local business owner, real estate investor, and, as of last November, a persistent suitor. After months of polite deflections, I finally said yes to lunch.…
Tequila and Tea 