It’s been nearly five years since I last kissed my husband goodnight. It’s been that long since I’ve fallen asleep in his arms; since I’ve…
I’ve never been a swimmer, but I’ve always loved the water. I tend to dip my toes in slowly to check the temperature then inch-by-inch…
I decided quite some time ago that I was ready to date again, though I admit to not actually doing anything about it. It’s not because I secretly don’t…
Way back on February 6, 2002, my friend bailed out on a day trip to St Andrews. With nothing better to do, I decided to walk…
(Updated September 2020; see end of post.) I was half-way over the Atlantic when I moved my wedding rings from my left hand to my…
If you asked me what my perfect man looks like, I couldn’t describe him. I imagine he’d be taller than me and I’d like to…
It’s been more than four years since my husband died and I’ve yet to enter into a new relationship. I’ve now had four first dates…
There’s something ever-so frustrating about the way life and love mix. We want so desperately to be part of a couple, but when someone reaches…
It seems that my dating life is of great interest to folks these days—just like it was before I was married. In fact, the vast…
I daydream. I always have and I always will. I suppose that it’s harmless, though it does sometimes mean that I pin a bit of…
Note: This is a piece I’ve been working on for a couple of years (I always have a few ideas/drafts in progress) and isn’t a…
Sometimes I like to close my eyes and imagine the life I want. It’s by no means an extravagant life—it doesn’t even include winning the…
I’ve been a little quiet lately, and it seems that my absence from the digital world has been noticed. I guess that when people expect…
I am rubbish with numbers. I think that’s a pretty common understanding and it’s not really something I’m embarrassed by. I can’t do mathematical equations…
For the vast majority of my adult life, I have been alone. I’ve only ever had one “real” boyfriend (after having briefly dated a not-nice…
Valentine’s Day is just around the corner and I’ve already started hearing and reading comments from people about dreading the day because they’re all alone.…
I didn’t sleep well last night. I didn’t sleep well at all. And, to be honest, I’m ever-so-slightly afraid to be home alone because of…
Two weeks before Paul died, we had a conversation about our futures, should one of us die—a conversation sparked because it was the anniversary of…
There is a man who appears in my dreams who isn’t Paul. In my dreams, we’re madly in love. And much like the widow dreams…
Way back in May, I had a failed attempt at re-entering the dating world—and that was after my ego had already been shattered! At the time,…