Rushing to get off the subway I realized that in my haste to leave and not run any later than I was, I had forgotten to take one last good long look at the picture of the man I was about to meet Rey. I had gotten so caught up in our flirtatious dating website e-mail exchange that I never really looked at his pictures again after his initial “hello” e-mail. He was attractive enough in his profile picture but the content of his profile is what had really drew me in. The e-mail banter is what kept me interested enough to accept an initiation to meet him for coffee. I remembered that despite being twelve years older, he claimed to look younger and from what I had been able to tell, his 5′9″ lean swimmer’s build, dark hair with a touch of salt and pepper, and rugged facial features shaved off almost a decade. Unfortunately in all but one of his six pictures posted, he had been wearing sunglasses (because they were all pictures of him doing outdoor things in super fun looking sunny places), and the one picture of him without his sunglasses showed 3/4 of his face. More »

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So, who is Mr. Right? Well, that definition has changed and evolved over the years I’ve been single in New York. With each new person I meet there is always the possibility of finding something I adore or loathe about a person. So for now, the following description of Mr. Right should suffice…until I am swept off my feet. More »

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“To say ‘I love you’ one must first be able to say the ‘I.’ ” -Ayn Rand

It seems like a fairly simple rule to live by and after many failed attempts to love and be loved, I understand fully, the importance of the statement.

In 2004, I picked up and moved from a small college town in the midwest and away from my boyfriend of three years to reach for my dreams of becoming a big city architect. The relationship was, and still is, the happiest, healthiest relationship I’ve ever been in. It lasted another year after I moved away. In the end, it did not work out because I chose New York City over moving back to be with him in the midwest. Yes, my heart still aches over his absence, but he is now married and there is nothing I can do but keep on moving on. More »

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