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.”

Modern weddings seem designed to conceal reality of relationships
Who were you before someone told you who you were supposed to be?
Pursuit of dream pushes singer closer to stardom since we met
Peace won’t come until you quit obeying long-gone programmers
Going back to fundamentals gets me closer to the quality I want
Nothing new here: Russell Brand pushing same old socialist idiocy
Without real human connection, we’re just living in a simulation