I'm Sorry (v.2)

There is a school of thought that believes when a relationship fails, it's almost never about you. It's about the other guy. This always seemed like self-serving psycho-babble to me. How could the failure of a relationship between two people be about anything other than, well, you know, both people?

After this week, I might be warming up to the notion.

I’m Sorry (v.1)

A few posts back I introduced you to Hockey Mom.  No friends or family have ever met anyone I’ve dated post-divorce, including Hockey Mom. However, just about everyone I know was in love with her. They still ask me about her to this day. I guess it was clear she was cool and we liked each other.