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| Tip #1: Want to fly? Flap your wings.
Too many women wait for a man to fall out of the sky into their arms. Unfortunately, except for the rare stunt parachutist who lands off course, that doesn’t happen often. So apathy -- sitting and waiting for love without exerting the effort to make it happen -- just may be the number one cause of single woman loneliness. Consider the robin. Could she fly if she perched apathetically on a tree branch waiting for a favorable breeze? Not likely. Robin knows that if she fails to flap her wings, an earlier bird is going to catch the worm. So with a flick of her feathers, she’s airborne. I know a woman in Colorado who could teach robins a thing or two. When Joyce’s husband of 32 years died, she was a long time mourning. But after a year of breakfast-for-one and supper with the six o’clock news, she took a walk in the fresh mountain air one morning, and, meditating as she walked, finally felt ready to move on. She began her new journey with a silent prayer: “Please, Lord. Open my heart to a new love.” Maybe it was the just coincidence, maybe it was her prayer, but a few days later Joyce’s landlady rang the bell of her rented condo. “A new man just moved in two doors away from you,” she said. “Kinda good-looking, too. Looks to be in his early 60s. Look out for him.” A woman of action, Joyce did look -- out her window. When she saw the tall newcomer stroll to the mailbox, she picked up her mailbox key and strolled nonchalantly after him. Introductions and a 20-minute mailbox chat ensued. In the next few weeks, there were many such conversations as Joyce watched for her neighbor’s mailbox visits and timed hers to match his. “But,” she told her son-in-law in some exasperation, “this relationship isn’t going anywhere. What do I do now?” “For heaven’s sake,” he replied, “this is the 21st century. Ask him out for dinner.” But Victor asked first, and a few months later asked a more serious question. “My answer was Yes,” says Joyce. “And now only one of us has to go for the mail.” Joyce is a natural-born wing-flapper, but for some of us apathy is a malady difficult to overcome. There were probably a half-dozen other single women fantasizing about Victor as he passed their apartment windows during the first week of his arrival on the condo scene. Unlike Joyce, they were too timid, or too afraid of rejection, to flap their wings. But don’t flap aimlessly. Success starts with a plan. Find yours in the tips that follow. And relax. There are a lot of lonely men out there waiting for your call. And while you’re scouting for Mr. Picture Perfect, you can have the time of your 50-plus life. Next Tip Or if you can not wait that long, you can simply purchase the book at: |
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Published: March, 2009 Format: Perfect Bound Softcover Pages: 192 Size: 6x9 |
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