Finding Love... Actually

Dear Blog,

I've missed you. Really, I have. I know it's been a long time since we spoke, but there's good reason for that. I've stepped away from my computer. I've left the world of e-dating and have begun to focus on the world outside the web. There was no real event that prompted this exodus, it was just time. Time to get to know Real Life and Five and to see who else's hands weren't connected to a keyboard.

And I did get to know them. Real Life and I went on our September date, and it was wonderful. And Five and I have met a few times, and that was wonderful too. And things are complicated and confusing, but not that confusing really. There are answers, and I think I'm probably learning them. But one of the answers, I think, is to stop blogging about it.

These are real men. I know the e-men are real too, but there's something so much more real about meeting a man whose profile I haven't yet read; whose life I have yet to discover. I don't want to blog anymore. At least, not about this.

But that's the thing: I still want to blog. So how do I do that? I guess I need a new experiment. I'm like that "Julie and Julia" girl who couldn't blog 'til she found a cookbook. What's my gimmick? Where do I go from here?

Oh Blog, you've gotta help me. For us to stay connected, I need some new material. I'm not saying I'll never write about my love life again - let's face it, there's some good stuff there - but we've gotta change the focus.

Little help?

Hold the phone. Wait a sec. What about this? What if I actually do what my blog has been advertising all along? Romantic love is not the only love there is to be found. There's love all around us. And beauty. And I love that stuff. And I love writing about that stuff. That's what I'll do, Blog. I'll find love and then I'll write the love. And it'll be lovely.

Love it.