As my divorced girlfriend Amy told me about a recent first date she went on, she was practically squealing. For not only was her date smart, funny and gentlemanly, she was very sexually attracted to him. “I kept having to tell myself to stop staring at his lips,” she laughed. “My mind kept flashing with scenes of us getting naked!” So at the end of their evening, when he dropped her off at her house, Amy said she literally “jumped out of the car” as soon as he parked. “I just knew that if he so much as kissed me, I’d end up in bed with him that night.”
Now let me clarify something here: Amy doesn’t have issue with men and women having non-love sex right out of the starting gates. In fact, since divorcing, she’s taken numerous lovers to bed and enjoyed them for whatever lifespan they held. But at this point post-divorce, Amy is finally opening to the idea of having a serious relationship. And if a woman wants ’serious’, there are rules to adhere to, aren’t there? Here are a few I’ve heard buzzing around:
1) wait at least three/four dates before having sex
2) do different ‘activities’ together on your dates so you can assess compatibility, and
3) focus on being ‘friends’ so you can really get to know one another.
These rules certainly appear simple and tidy in print…but in live-time, when one is across from a potential mate who seems scrum-diddly-umptious from head to toe, it can be very challenging to follow The Code (espeically rule #1) and keep hormones in check (and YES guys - women can feel this way too!).
So what ’should’ we do? Who reigns supreme, the head, heart or body, and which of the three promises greater chances of relationship success?
To me, any decision we make is a gamble - we’re potentially damned if we DO sleep with him AND potentially damned if we don’t. (read more here)













So I broke up with someone last week – a single dad of two. He’s the first man I’ve gone out with since divorcing that I contemplated getting serious with whatsoever. But even though we got along brilliantly, even though he said he was crazy about me, one main thing deterred his interest: the fact that I have three kids. And I admit, it slapped me in the face and kind of hurt. Not because my feelings were that deep for him – but because this scenario has always been one of my greatest fears…how about you?
Sometimes dealing with an ex can feel like you’re dealing with a child: you give and give and give….you kindly explain the same thing over and over and over again …yet still they don’t ‘get it.’ And though it’s sad to say - and painful to have to do - sometimes we have to take legal action to make them ‘grow up.’
Two months into his divorce, Mike returned home early from work one afternoon to a big surprise: his ex-wife had let herself in and was standing in his living room. “I needed to come by and pick up a few things,” she said casually. “I tried calling you earlier. Didn’t you get my message? I didn’t think you’d mind…”
This past weekend I got together with a few of my closest girlfriends for our annual Christmas dinner (no men allowed!). These are women I’ve known for more than a decade – some married, some still single, some divorced.
These days you name it and you can find it in gift certificate form – spa treatments, movies, furniture… But what do you think of the idea of a ‘Divorce Voucher’ as a Christmas gift?’
Over the past year, most of my divorcing friends have found new partners and seemingly established lovely new lives. And I’ve wondered: Why is it taking longer for me? I mean, I crawled and slashed my way out of Rock Bottom, diligently performed my internal housekeeping, and grew and stretched spiritually in so many positive ways. So why, in the grand scheme, was the universe clearly stating I wasn’t ’ready’?
Even when I was married, I sometimes worried that I wasn’t doing ‘enough’ for my kids: Should they be involved in more activities or less? Am I too strict or not strict enough? Am I doing, saying, showing my kids enough of whatever they need to feel loved and special? We only get one shot at raising our kids after all.
