Closing the door on my long time friend after our hours long therapy session I became a bit nervous”Oh Boy” Was he so starved for affection that he was looking at me as his subject for those desirable romantic moments he was so longing for?
YIKES! I better not go there. Cannot happen, never will. But he looked so deep into my eyes at that moment.- now what was I going to do? Off to bed I went consumed with those crazy thoughts.
That next morning I was exhausted from that night of being therapist to my friend Jeff. Then I thought, Shit what kind of therapy? marriage advice or sex therapy? Would or should he be on my “Dance Card.” I knew he would reenter my life in hopes of finding love–maybe not with me, but then again who better to teach than the holder of the dance card.
Weeks went by and I didn’t hear from Jeff. I wondered where he was in his marriage? He did not enlist my assistance after that day, I didn’t ask why. The last I heard was that he had read my first book that I wrote after the failure of my marriage. The stories describe my exhausting journey jumping into the pool of online dating, looking for suitors to be potential long term loves in my life. Maybe he decided to stay.
His last words to me that night were,” I’d be happy with those few defining intimate moments with someone who’d make me smile. That is all I need. I can live with the rest, sad as it may be.”
I wondered if he found someone to share those pleasurable moments? I was happy it was not me? MAYBE.
To find out what happened to Jeff be sure to look for my soon to be released book The New Dance Card, Looking For Love Online. It is a second in a 3 book series of searching for that right partner in life. The first book”The Dance Card” Looking For Love After Divorce chronicles Ann’s beginning adventures in dating again after the end of her marriage. Aavailable on Amazon. com, Barnes& Noble, Kindle, Apple i-tunes.
Ann Reichardt is a long time resident of Wisconsin and now lives in Scottsdale Arizona. She is a retired registered nurse and educator of the arts. Her oil paintings have been in several showings in New York City. She has illustrated children’s books and is working on more. Her passion for the arts, theatre, singing performing has played a big role in her life. She has two daughters and a wonderful extended family that have supported her on this journey.
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It was late and I decided to close up my screen of romantic desires and rest my weary eyes and not-so nimble fingers. Time to catch up on all those things I set aside: dishes, laundry the typical daily routines that needed attention.
Those chores were interrupted. A frantic phone call; much like the call I received a few years earlier from my girlfriend Beth. At that time she was in crisis mode, her husband was leaving her for another woman and wanted my help. They resolved that temporary glitch in their disrupted family life and they survived. That was 6 years ago. I was happy about that.
Today it would be her husband of 40 years, Jeff. He wanted “out” again and here was good ole Annie to the rescue. I answered: He wanted to talk…
Opening this door of conversation was like opening the wounds from my past. I once again had to relive those exhausting grief filled moments of the loss I felt when my husband took off.
With apprehension I invited him over to talk. I knew all too well that I would have to choose between 2 friends that meant so much to me. How could I become allies with one and not the other? It felt as though I was playing with fire and I didn’t have an extinguisher to douse the flames.
He arrived, gave me a big hug and began to weep: “I don’t know how long I can stay in a loveless marriage? he cried in desperation “I feel as though I’m in limbo, a constant death, no resolution or finality to our problems. Help Annie, what am I in for?”
I was presently at peace with where I was in my life and I wasn’t about to tell Jeff to leave his wife; that was not for me to decide. I could only listen to his concerns and offer a sympathetic ear and impart some of my own personal experiences.
After an emotionally tiring 3 hours Jeff thanked me and said: ” All I want is to feel alive again. Just to have a few loving, romantic moments with someone who can return those feelings. You are a good friend Annie.” He pulled me close to his body, embraced me and attempted a kiss. Not “just a kiss” But a KISS….
To find out what happens be sure to look for my soon to be released book “The New Dance Card” Looking For Love Online”
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The next audition for my New Dance Card: A 52 year old Aerospace engineer, recently divorced with 2 kids. I was seeing a pattern: the age and stage of life seems to be a turning point. Is it the desire for something new? Or could it be the desire for two individuals who had lost connection along the way, or was it a mutual conclusion that they were not the “right fit” from the start? I thought it was the latter.
If we approached relationships as if we were shopping for a good pair of shoes, maybe we would all be more successful. The size, the fit, the look, the ease of slipping into every day and most importantly the ability to withstand the elements over years of wear- all crucial elements in the formula for comfort, sustainability, love and compatibility.
His profile read: I’m retired, married too young to my high school sweetheart for 29 years. Recently divorced. Was amicable. I do volunteering for the Humane Society, I clean cages, the the animals as fosters…sponsor at least 12 at a no kill shelter. It breaks my heart seeing all these abandoned animals. I better move on as I’m starting to tear up as I write this.
Iv’e done little dating as I seem to attract younger women and have no interest in someone half my age. The world of dating is scary even for a guy. Yes women are just as deceitful as men tend to be. I hate the fact that some date as if it were a sport. I’m not looking for friends with benefits or bed “buddies.”
While I commended this man for remaining friends with his ex, and his endearing profile and love for animals, I wasn’t quite sure we would be a fit. I know that after a long term marriage ends we hold on to old feelings for awhile and he was just divorced. I remember where my heart was after only a few short months of being solo. I need to try on a few more shoes!
Back to my secretary, my mac book air, the only friend I had over the years in assisting in finding a man. Someone who would fit in my new life. Ah so man profiles to peruse. It was getting to be a job. Why are there so many of us out there? Single and alone. I moved on to the next profile.
It read: ” Former Geek continuing transformation. Now sensitive, eclectic, and brainy is good- who knew? I’m charming,funny, witty and polite. Really! Mom said so! Actually so do my friends and coworkers(all partnered, no help there). Don’t live with my parents or friends. Sorry not a fan of coffee. ( I know that’s a big one) I have never been arrested or spent time in jail. I don’t sew or crochet. The first thing I notice is a woman’s hands. Yes seriously. I will add other things as we go through the journey.
No I don’t have a motorcycle and no plans to ever get one. I don’t have any tattoos or piercings. Yes I wear glasses, not contacts(the geek in me), I have all my limbs and no dentures( yes I was once asked that). Have never done drugs. Yes, I have a job and get paid.”
I thought silly profile but kinda cute. His message sure got my attention and made me smile I wondered if he really was geeky. Was he highly intellectual. By joining any dating site there is a sense of non commitment and safety in just the written word. Could he handle the challenge of meeting someone face-to-face? I decided to play that “waiting game” with him. That time between reading and responding: hitting that reply button. You never know who will be interested.
For the continuing story on this date … be sure to pick up Ann’s soon to be released “The New Dance Card” Looking For Love Online. It is a followup of her book”The Dance Card” Looking For Love After Divorce now available on Amazon, Barnes&Noble, Kindle and I-Tunes
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Exhausted after my ordeal with Mr. Hustle, I became disheartened and disappointed in not finding someone who was real, normal, trustworthy and compatible. Was it at all possible? I remained optimistic and returned to the digital mindset of todays world. Opening up my Mac laptop I would begin my search again.
The next profile made me smile;
“Life can be easy, especially when you are in a little black dress.” He was 50 years old, divorced, two children.
I continued to read because I LOVED my little black dresses.
“Love my ex-wife. Don’t regret any of it. Okay here is the meat and potatoes of my profile:
What I’m really looking for is a drama queen, someone who needs constant attention, complains I never leave them alone. Someone who is never satisfied with life. Someone who looks terrible in a little black dress and just as bad in t-shirt and jeans. You must hate to go out for a night on the town and really hate staying at home snuggling on the couch. Oh and yes, kids and family are not important to you at all. Must have loads and loads of baggage. I will allow three checked bags and two carry-ons. Sound good? Send me an email. Scratch that whole looking bad in a little black dress thing. I’m a guy and really like the way a woman wears a little black dress, or whatever color dress… or nothing at all. Are we clear on that?”
Yup, I was totally clear on that and up for the challenges. I winked, Not Blinked and sent a quick message.
To follow Mr. Jazz be sure to look for my new book “The New Dance Card” soon to be released. Its a follow up to my book ‘The Dance Card” Looking For Love After Divorce available on Amazon.com Barnes& Noble, Apple I tunes and kindle.
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Her name was Sylvia, she was from Argentina. An international Bridge player who connected with Walum (will always love you more) She tried to warn me about this guy, he was not truthful about anything in his life, particularly about his wife being dead.
I hadn’t assigned him a dance name in the beginning but I soon found out that Hustle was appropriate. Apparently he wooed women with his deceptive stories, all for sexual encounters. I would be leery of this player but I wanted to continue to follow him to see if my Argentinian friend was right.
Sylvia and I chatted frequently about her plight… He had promised her a lifetime of love and happiness. She traveled to see him in the States and connected intimately. She was “IN LOVE” This lie became evident on her return to her homeland. He didn’t call her, he connected with other women through the Bridge site casting his spells on them, much like Sylvia. Poor lonely hearts.
Sylvia would now try to let all the other unsuspecting women of this guys game. And she did. Messaging all the ladies he frequently played Bridge with, Mr. Hustle’s wife was alive and he did not have children nor was he employed. He was questionable for an STD or God forbid another life threatening sexually transmitted disease.
Thank you Sylvia… You are fearless.
To read more about Mr. Hustle in my soon to be released book “The New Dance Card” Looking For Love Online
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