The GOLDEN Bachelor

Yep, I probably know what you're thinking. I don't watch reality T.V. I definitely don't watch The Bachelor. So, why am I watching a 71-year-old bachelor? Easy. Friends. Two friends at work wanted to watch. It didn't seem entertaining to me, but I was wrong.

I saw myself in a lot of those women. Insecure, with wide eyes, they all thought they were the one for him. But was he the one for them??? It's easy to get caught up in attention and not ask the right questions. No matter how confident these beautiful women appeared, when it came time for The Golden Bachelor, Gerry, to pass out the roses, each woman had the same look in their eyes. Raw insecurity with a film of desperation overlaying.

Each woman had something unique to bring to the table but it was obvious only a handful had a true connection with the bachelor. I watched them women asking myself why in the world they would want to compete for one man. He's not THAT great. No offense Gerry, you seem like a nice man. But I meet nice men out in the world all the time.

However, I will not compete for them. I want something my ex-boyfriend used to call "organic". I don't want to have to work for it. The chemistry, the connection should be organic. The work should come in the daily fight to stay together.

That's what it's all about, anyway, right? If it's love, you want each other equally. You choose each other and you never have to worry about them leaving. You're just fighting to keep going through all the obstacles of life.

I want it to be him and me against the world! That's what I'm waiting for. I won't stop until I find it...or it finds me. I know it's worth the wait :-)