You know, in the past few months, I’ve had a baffling number of conversations with guys and girls about how this whole dating thing is supposed to work. I know 3 people who are writing books comprised of dating stories from the trenches. And I’ve heard a few of the good ones. They are hilarious! And sad. All at the same time. I have many of my own that I’ve given to my industrious friends to use in their books. I’m keeping the best ones for my own book…I’m sure you understand.
It seems that we have departed from the simple days our parents grew up in where you fell in love with the girl next door and married her straight out of school. Or you married the guy you first slurped a milkshake with at the local hamburger joint. Where definitions, boundaries and rules were very clear and you crossed them at your own peril. Perhaps you heard different stories from your parents, but it seems that most of my friends share a similar inherited collective memory of the “good old days.”
Today…we single folk don’t seem to rest very easily in the system we have created for ourselves. Nothing is as it seems. There are no hard and fast rules. And definitions change from person to person, situation to situation.
But…there are a few things that seem to stay consistent in my own personal book of life lessons.
1. Respecting each person (including yourself) for who and where they are in that very moment is crucial to understanding the truth of what you share.
2. Games are a waste of time because what you do to “catch” someone is what you have to do to “keep” someone.
3. Judgement is best left in the hands of God.
4. Snuggling in Texas is a hot and sweaty business.
Awesome blog!!! Nice spirit, nice insights, and nice tone! That’s the guy version of nice of course, as in a Bentley Continental GT drives by and you say “Nice!” nice, not ‘average’ nice.
By the way, everything east of Johnson City in Texas is a hot and sweaty business
Thanks Hamilton! I’ll take that Bentley and drive it! You still exploring snuggle standards in Europe?
I’m still in Stockholm, but no snuggling here. I’m enjoying being a born-again-bachelor. Just hanging out in the cool air drinking beer, smoking cheap cigars, (I had to import those from the States, all you can get here are Cubans), and watching the world go by.
I’m still in Stockholm, but no snuggling here. I’m enjoying being a born-again-bachelor. Just hanging out in the cool air drinking beer, smoking cheap cigars, (I had to import those from the States, all you can get here are Cubans), and watching the world go by.
BTW I love your blog!