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.”

I lost my way that night — and it seems I never found my way back
Patterns that made old mistakes keep us making same old errors
Having a bad day? Meg gives you free smiles at the Rainbow Shop
Three of Colorado shooting victims died protecting their girlfriends
Pro-free market candidates don’t promise price targets on gasoline
We learn lessons as we mature, but it’s usually too late by then
Is this what happens when you teach children there are no absolutes?
Surprise! Sane foreign policy experts agree with that crazy ol’ Ron Paul
‘What if I asked you to marry me right now, without knowing more?’