Chapter 71 - Learning to Trust

This Match.com thing is driving me nuts!

Okay, I have taken the leap of signing up and written my life in 200 words or less. I did what they asked me to do...I answered all the stupid questions about my likes and dislikes - I played their game, nicely. People out there in cyberspace now know more about me than my ex-husband (soon to be) EVER knew about me. SOOOOOOO, where are all the connections?

Alright...there was one other rule I didn't follow. I didn't include a picture of myself.

But so what? I told them I was a fifty year old woman. I told them I was recently separated. What the hell do they think I look like! I am tired, over-worked, under-loved, and unappreciated. There...that's the picture for you.

I am also a fun-loving, caring, well-read, self-sufficient, educated, warm, and tender-hearted fifty year old, but that won't come across in my picture will it. That's the part they will only get to know, if they get past the picture, but we are a superficial, suspicious society.

No one trusts anymore. We need proof, and more proof. It's not good enough that I tell them who I am, right down to whether or not I 'enjoy' thunderstorms. Can't they tell by what I write who I am? What more do they need?

I even went so far as to send three guys e-mails. I went out on a limp...took a chance that what they wrote was the truth, or their interpretation of the truth. I made the first move...what's wrong with people?

We're not promising to spend the rest of our lives together...we are going to go out for a coffee...maybe we'll just get one 'to go'. We're not making life-long commitments here people – it is companionship, friendship and fun - nothing more and nothing less.

Come on people...learn to trust. If after what all I have been through, I can try to trust again...so can you!

Do I hear an "Amen sister"?