Recently I was lucky enough to go to New Orleans for work. We headed out there early, spent a few days doing tourist and culture stuff (ie drinking heavily) before doing a little work (and more drinking). Meant that I didn’t see my kids for a little longer than normal, and so when I returned I expected lots of cuddles and excited questions about what I’d done and the gifts I’d bought them. My eight-year-old’s first question?
“Have you found a girlfriend yet?”
She in particular, and them all in general, take a real interest in my love life. Not that they know anything about it, of course, but they do know that I go out on dates and that I’m working on finding someone to be with.
It’s easy to get caught up in dating from a personal perspective; after all, I’m the one dating and being dated. Finding…
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