It’s been a little over a year since I went on the “dateish” and thus began the journey of dating in my 50’s.
I waited over two years after losing Tom to even really consider dating. I wanted to make sure I was okay with being alone and give myself time to grieve first. I firmly believe it is better to be alone than with the wrong person.
During the last year or so of exploring the world of dating, I have often heard Tom’s voice in my head reminding me that I deserve to be treated well and that he would NOT be happy with me if I let myself be treated badly.
This little reminder popped up in my “I am” app recently.