The Waiting Game

I'm 47.  No spring chicken, but ripe with experiences. When I was single and in my early thirties, I would get obsessed like most solo gals, waiting to hear from the current man of my dreams. And I always needed to express my feelings even when they weren't warranted.  I got wiser as I got older and learned to hold back until I could trust the guy more or I chose to share my feelings with my friends.  But waiting for someone to say something in any scenario is tough. Especially, when you are eager, have a plan or want to move on to the next step.  I've got a couple of friends who are in the dating scene.  They are about seven years apart in age and there seems to be an obvious difference in their level of self-esteem with regard to dating the wrong guys. The younger one has so many hopes and dreams riding on finding her man while the older one simply wants the right man as a companion.  The question in my mind is how can my younger friend put her attention back on herself and ignore the men who are not giving her what she wants? The more power we turn over to others, the more we lose ourselves and all we are capable of being and becoming.  I was so happy to hear my older friend say over the weekend, "I think therapy finally worked!  This guy isn't right for me and it's not because I did anything wrong.  It's because HE ISN'T RIGHT FOR ME! Now that's self-esteem. Therapy worked."  Brava.  Good job.  Well done!  The waiting game is over.  She's arrived.  To be added to Lanartco's Communication Performance Tip of the Week (a separate weekly message), please connect to this link or send your email address to info@lanartco.com