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.”

When I feel too much ambition, my ego has gotten too inflated
My old fear of looking foolish is strong incentive to do good work
Will those on the left upset about Halliburton now go after Obama?
All I wanted was to be your hero, but I still haven’t found my way
Mundane expressions of love matter more than movie versions
After 50 years of being alone and disappointed, boy finally gets girl
To stay sane and fight life’s battles, we aliens need places of sanctuary
The best romantic relationships end up becoming mutual rescue
Do they allow dogs at the hotel? Question is why they allow people