Today I share the story of my single life over at Prodigal:
There are awkward conversations. And then there are conversations you would do anything to avoid. There will be a whole tranche for each of us that fit into this latter category. For me they start something like this:
“Danny, what’s your worst ever dating experience?”, or maybe, “When did you have your first kiss?”
I can’t answer them.
This week I had one that ended up along similar lines, but I didn’t see it coming. For some absurd reason I started a blog last summer and choose relationships as my specialist subject. I had opinions and I wanted to share them. Whether anyone was listening was comparatively unimportant, and if they were I planned on ignoring them. That illusion was shattered the moment I walked into church and saw the people who had shared my post or commented on the blog.
… read more over at Prodigal Magazine
If you’ve ended up here after reading my post take a look around, you’re welcome to linger a while or stay for as long as you want. I’m always interested to hear what you think, whether you passionately disagree or find words that echo your story.