Dating
The Perfect Date
Sta After being chronically single for five years and having not been on any kind of outting that slightly resembled a date in two, I was reluctant but enthusiastic about having dinner with a guy I'd met on Facebook eight months earlier. Tyimbe St. Mitchell. This brother was fine. Poised. Ran his own business. TSM Trucking and Transportation Services company. Which he had recently expanded. Only one previous marriage, yielding two beautiful children. Polite, spiritual, soft spoken, he painted for fun, mostly nature scenes, ran a few marathons over his lifeline and he was a home owner. We talked for hours and he faced timed with me every night before going to bed.
By Alysia Sanders5 years ago in Confessions
Trust But Verify!!
This is my warning to all the women in the world who are dating losers. Ask yourself a question: How would you feel if your daughter was dating this man? I'm there now! December 26th 2013 I married my husband and became a step-mother to his beautiful daughter. I have never had any children with my husband but my step-daughter is the center of my world. All I can think about is how I can protect her and teach her everything she needs to know. She doesn't like me sometimes because I'm much stricter on her then her father is. I am the enemy right now but I am okay with that. The day is coming when she will understand me.
By Stephanie Kitchens5 years ago in Confessions
Divorced Twice? What's Wrong With You?
Hi, my name is Lori. I am 47-years old and I am getting divorced for the second time. I've been a writer since the age of 7, and I have documented my journey from first divorce, to a thirty-year-old singleton. Then seven years of serial coffee dating (I'll get into that more later). And then a second marriage.
By The Midlife Debutante5 years ago in Confessions
1:20
1:20 My phones ringing, butterflies filled my stomach, I have been waiting for this call. “Hello?” I whispered “hello beautiful, meet me at Tides, 6 oclock.” He whispers back in his raspy voice. Thats all I wanted to hear, a time and place. Im getting a tingling feeling through my entire body a throbbing sensation planning out scenarios of this soon to be encounter. Hes so mysterious and intriguing, I cant help but wonder what hes thinking. This has me thinking what will i wear? I dont have time to get my hair done, my nails are horrible! I sit and take a deep breath, what i am is more than enough. I sink a little deeper into my chair and stare at the clock, its slowly ticking away.
By Madison Cosentino 5 years ago in Confessions
Frozen peas, please
I've never called my Mum on the phone crying before. Either my life has been a series of good fortune that I've never felt the urge to call Lorraine and let her know how terribly unfair something was, or I've stuck to my ethos in that crying is a personal thing, and doesn't really need an audience. Either way, that tradition was shattered when I was in Prague.
By Megan Maxwell5 years ago in Confessions
TOO QUALIFIED FOR A MAN
As the sun rises with the ray of hope for others, it reminds me of how loneliness has eaten the better part of me. In reality, my heart remained lost and at the same time, it was eager to be found again. I completely embraced the reason I became lonely in the first place, education, it mapped my escape from reality.
By Taiwo Ogunnimo5 years ago in Confessions
An imperfect fairy tale
it was about 2008, or 09' earlier or later the year. My parentes moved so much. Anywho, they moved to a another home in the same town we been living in, it was a nice home , next door were our new neighbors. We became befriended really fast even getting together during the holidays , summers, and even birthdays. Even today we still have a friendship, althought a little more distant, but can still chat like the old times. Reverse to some time after our families have befriended each other, at this time we are going to travel to, I was only about 18 or 19 years of age. Young and clueless lol. It was winter of either 2009/08, the holidays were in, this particular holiday was Thanksgiving and Christmas. As usual, I had gone next door to spend some time with my next door neighbors. I became good friends with one of family members, she is a niece to my neighbor. We really hit it off, and I am still grateful to today for our friendship, back to this particular day, it was a cold evening, I went next door to spend time with my neighbors and their family whom had visited, everyone was there, brothers, sisters, grandmas, granpas, uncles, nieces, nephews, you name it. In that crowd was a guy, he was about just about my age. No idea who was at the moment and you would figure I should know but I never asked. I did come to find out he was on break from military duty. I do recall seeing his photo at my neighbor's mother's home.( Yeah, I been there too! )thats how close my family and I became with our neighbors. Back to this boy, the first time I saw him I thought he was amazing, I was already an introverted and super shy person, I am thinking, only in my mind it's a fantasy if we were to hit it off. For starters, he was really cute, short hair, bright brown eyes, nice lips, and due to being in military which I don't know if it had anything to do with physique, but for me , he seemed physically attractive as well. He was also funny. Right away I had on crush on this boy. He and his family ( mom, sister, nephews, and nieces) were visiting for the holidays and staying in the same house.
By deborah martinez5 years ago in Confessions
Wine tasting or a date
He was laughing , he was always laughing. But then he said it again. "You should let me take you out on a date, I promise you it will be the best first date you ever had." I chuckled to myself. I had know him for years , with no romantic inclinations. I might lean my head on his shoulder. but I couldn't remember the color of his eyes. I did not think about rubbing his hairy chest.
By Antoinette L Brey5 years ago in Confessions
Merrick Merlot
“You can set your coat right there.” He motioned towards the hunter green velvet couch. His voice only managed to disrupt my thoughts as I stood enamored by the crackling of the fireplace. The aroma coming from the kitchen was enough to convince me to stay.
By Creative Connoisseur5 years ago in Confessions
