I am celibate – partly by happenstance and partly by choice. At this point in my journey, I am grateful for my solitary status. After years of tending children and wrangling with teenagers, I rejoice in the recovery of my sovereign territory. Loneliness comes from...
Years ago I met a man on a blind date in a café in Portland, Oregon. The Bread and Ink Café was crowded that morning with many couples sitting face-to-face in the misty morning light, ordering omelets or lox and bagels. I sipped hot water with lemon and flipped the...
