A Facebook friend messaged me and said, "I have never heard you speak poorly of their mother."
"You're quite astute," I replied. As a rule, I never speak badly about my ex-wife (or any ex).
I chose her.
A Facebook friend messaged me and said, "I have never heard you speak poorly of their mother."
"You're quite astute," I replied. As a rule, I never speak badly about my ex-wife (or any ex).
I chose her.
"Hey! Hey! Hey baby!"
I'm witnessing my big girl get "hit on" for the first time in real-time.
We had arrived at the restaurant to eat dinner hours earlier. While we're patiently waiting in the car, I see another car park beside us slowly.
I've learned that a woman's hair is a large part of her identity. It can provide a great deal of pride or shame.
The struggle became apparent when I was dating. Numerous women admitted that their hair was actually curly. But they would wake up early every day to straighten it.
I feel lost.
For the past 18 years, I have spent a portion of each day wondering what I could do to support and love my daughters.
"Vulnerability Buys You Freedom"
James Altucher said this on the Rich Roll podcast and found myself nodding vigorously in agreement.
For me, not having to worry about being "exposed" in some way is such a liberating feeling.
The haters are in the room.
Girls, not everyone is going to like you. Ever. No matter how kind, respectful and helpful you are, there will be someone in the room that will likely be annoyed by you and think you're conceited or that you think you're "All that!"
I QUIT! 12 years ago today, I quit my job and became a business, man.
Now that I was divorced, I would only see my daughters every other weekend. In that same time frame, I found myself working in retail management after having an excellent office job for a couple of years.
I became acutely aware of what the term "daddy issues" meant as I started dating after my divorce.
I had a ton of them. This fact is apparent to anyone who has read my writing for any length of time.
I'm 45. If anyone asks me in conversation, I freely answer. I never say: Oh my, you know that it's not polite to ask a gentleman his age, right?