I'm going to do it again.
Online dating that is.
I work in an elementary school so I see lots of women. Somehow none of them have any single male friends. The men in m building don't have any single male friends either. I only know of one single dad and that would be a train wreck waiting to happen for many reasons.
So, I'm going to try online dating one more time. Hoping things go better this time.
A year.
Somehow a whole year has passed. And I've been single all year.
And I lived to tell about it.
I was so busy with finishing my degree and starting my new job that I haven't had much time to worry about my singleness.
This year has been about finding a balance between my new commute and work and being there for my children. There hasn't been time to consider adding another person to the mix.
But I still want to achieve that New Year's goal of going on a date. There's only so much time I can spend with small people or talking about small people. I need adult conversation!
The good news is I'm more comfortable being alone than I thought I could be.
It's that time of year for resolutions. I'm still not resolving anything, but I am setting some goals again this year.
1. I want to get in shape to section hike on the Appalachian Trail with my sister.
2. In the process of getting in shape, I want to lose a few extra plans.
3. I want to go on at least one date.
4. I'm going to take my boys on a trip out West.
I have a whole year to accomplish these things, so I think it's doable.
What are your goals for this year?
I made it 8 months without dating. Without really trying not to date.
Well, there was that feeble attempt at online dating back in July.
What have I done instead?
1. Graduated with my master's degree.
2. Took my boys on an epic 2-week vacation.
3. Started a new job.
4. Became more involved in the state organization for my profession.
5. Started running again.
After trying so hard before to make it 6 months without dating, I did it with ease. Obviously, there have been lonely moments, but I didn't give in to the urge to take whatever was available for the sake of having a someone.
The question now is have I learned the lesson I needed to learn so I can move forward. Time will tell...
I did it again.
I tried online dating one more time.
I tweaked my profile and narrowed down what I was looking for in a mate. The messages and profile views began to roll in.
It seems pretty obvious that if my profile says I'm looking for someone 38-50, then 24 is too young. Yet I had guys trying to connect who where young enough to be my son. I know that age difference isn't a big deal to some people, but I find it creepy when I could be your mom.
I was down to 2 guys who I was hearing from on a regular basis. Both were involved in church.
Unfortunately, red flags were waving for both.
This time I did do something different. I listened to the warning bells. I didn't ignore them. I didn't rush to meet up with anyone. Nothing developed with either guy.
And I took down my dating profile again.
Not the happy ending I was secretly hoping for.
But I am proud of myself for walking away from less than what I wanted and less than what I deserve.
The day after I posted about my victory traveling alone with my kids I felt the old pangs of loneliness.
So much has changed in the last two years for the better. I now have a master's degree. I have a new job lined up. I have a better relationship with my children.
But there is still an empty place in my heart.
So I tried something new last night. I went to the Saturday night church service and then attended a single-parent Bible study group. It ended up being more of a support meeting than Bible study last night, but it was nice connecting with other adults - mostly women - who share similar struggles with their exes or with raising their kids.
I plan to try again next week and see how well it fits for me.
We did it!
16 days. 12 states. 8 state capitols. Lots of places in between.
I took an epic road trip with my boys by myself. And we made it!
Yes, there were fights and tears but there was also bonding and laughter.
Yes, there were moments I was lonely and wished there was another set of hands to drive the car and discipline the children. But I also realize another set of hands meant another opinion...another person's needs to be met.
On one of those long, lonely stretches of road, I thought about life. And I realized I was grateful for all the wrong guys who weren't there to object to where we were eating dinner, where we were staying for the night, or that I was even going on the trip in the first place.
I knew my parents were praying for us. And I felt God's hand protecting us.
No, every moment wasn't picture perfect. But it was still spectacular!
