Book Pick: Unaccompanied Women

As an older single gal, I get advice from well-meaning people all the time. Of all that advice and observation, I think this might be one of the few books that really spoke to me.

Jane Juska did something revolutionary back in 2001. She wrote a book about being an older single woman who still wanted to have sex. The book was called "A Round-Heeled Woman" and it was powerful.

Imagine that!

Then she followed up with this book which more about how RHW came to be and what came after.

There are so many things I love about Jane. She is real and unapologetic. Modern but also rooted in polite tradition. I think I see myself in women like this. We understand what our current times are all about, but we still miss some old-fashioned tropes.

I love how Jane laments a man she's in love with even though she knows she shouldn't be. I love how she's not willing to give up exactly what she wants in a relationship. I love how she's still a romantic at heart. I love how age isn't a dealbreaker......lack of intellect is.

I have learned a lot from, ahem, mature dating.

1) Everyone, and I mean EVERYONE, has baggage.

2) While body issues never really disappear, they matter a lot less after about age 45.

3) Some of the game-players are even better at their craft 20 years in.

4) You can still get your heart broken. Even at this age.

5) Trust your instincts. My vibe never lies.

Even on my most lonely nights, I can't express how much I love the freedom of my single life. It is something I never expected at age 50. And for now, it ain't half bad.

Comments

Reclaiming Your Childhood: Priceless

This story might take a minute to tell. Bear with me. When my sister and I were little girls, my mother took us to a large baptist church in town. Even as a child, I never remember feeling welcome there. But I do remember the lovely older couple that kept my Sunday School class. They gave us saltines and kool-aid, and I remember thinking they would be nice grandparents to have. At Christmastime, the Sunday School class was set to have a random gift exchange. Every child was supposed to bring a gift that could be exchanged with any other child.....no specific gift designations. I received the gift of an Avon 7 bead necklace which was very popular at the time. I loved it so much and was thrilled to have it! I was somewhere between 5 and 7 at the time. (Back in the 1970's and 80's, Avon was a cosmetic company that was also known for it's inexpensive jewelry. I couldn't find a price on what this necklace would have cost back then, but apparently there is ...

My Week with Rumor

My dog Rumor was an experiment. A trial offer. And all parties knew that going in. Except for maybe Rumor. Rumor was an outdoor country dog. His given name was Ruger (named after a firearm if you don't know, I didn't) which made sense for a dog raised in hunting country. He was a stray that came to live with a loving family at about the age of 1. He lived outdoors, slept in a garage crate at night, frolicked with an older dog pack and had a lovely life. We think he was about 4 years old. He had been neutered, had vet care and was by no means a "rescue". His dad offered Ruger to me on a give-it-a-try basis. He knew I wanted a dog. He told me Ruger would be sweet to me and also be my protector. He was right on both counts. He told me if it didn't work out, I could bring Ruger back to him and his wife. I could tell they were a little sad when they dropped him off. It made me glad to see that Ruger came from such ...

NYE for $200, Alex

Can we all just agree that New Year's Eve is the worst of the string of winter holidays? I would even go so far as saying it's THE WORST of all the holidays. I loved when Stanford Blatch defined a party as feeling very "forced festive". To me, most NYE parties feel that way. The idea that this is a big year-end blow-out and we'd all damn well better make it awesome! The reason I hate NYE is because it combines two of things I most hate about celebrations: cold weather and crowds. Plus it's during a time of year when everyone has already spent all their money. AND you usually have to the leave the house. ADDITIONALLY, you have to stay up late. It's a big F.U. from me on all this. I would dare say that some of my happiest New Year's memories have been spent at home in my pajamas with either my child, an S.O. or happily alone. I remember one unforgettable year of moving into a 3rd floor apartment on NYE. I rememb...

Becky's Greatest Hits Vol. II

Search This Blog