My heart beats a little quicker this week. There’s crisis in the air. There are problems to solve. And my instinct is to take care of the people I love.
We all react to a crisis in different ways. Mine is to want to take charge and create safety and stability for a family. So much of that sounds ridiculous in rational terms, but it’s who I am at the core.
I don’t have a family. I don‘t have anybody to take care of — except for my dog Lucy and my cats Merlin, Thomas and Molly. On top of that, I‘m in a period of transition. There’s nobody who loves me. There’s nobody who’s counting on me. Nobody needs me.
But I ache for someone to count on me. I long for a wife and children who look to me to help guide us through what could be difficult economic days ahead.
And I find myself saying once more, “Let me take care of you.”

Is Big Brother taking over your refrigerator and other appliances?
FRIDAY FUNNIES
Friday nights still take me back to sidelines of high school football
At times, we have to just wait for the day when we’ll see the fruit
How can you help someone who doesn’t really want to keep living?
One college senior explains financial facts to the Wall Street protesters
Banned Super Bowl ads? It’s a new way for you to cheaply play victim
Maturity sees world’s ugliness with more melancholy than anger
When we don’t feel understood, we feel lonely even in a crowd