A close friend asked me why I have refused to enter the dating arena. I got the usual lecture that Lane would want me to go on with my life and that I don't have to marry anyone, it's just a date. I must say that my friend almost made dating sound like fun. I said almost.
Well, I have had a few dates in the last couple years. The first man was very nice but was very needy so it didn't work for me. Another guy told me I should dye my hair and wear my clothes tighter. And these loving comments were made after he asked me to pick up the check. I had a date with a man who was successful, funny and really cute. On our second or third date he asked me how often I spoke with the devil. Needless to say it didn't go anywhere.
The dating conversation got me to thinking about dating and why I am so hesitant. It really has nothing to do with Lane. I just don't think I have much to offer anyone. I feel so empty that there is nothing I could give anyone. Secondly, I don't know if I could handle the rejection. What if I like someone and he doesn't like me? Or worse, what if he likes me?
My friend thinks these are poor excuses. That I should think about it. Having dinner or seeing a movie with a man who has a sense of humor does sound like it could be fun. Who knows? I'll keep you posted.
Have you dated since your husband died?