Earlier this year I wrote an essay, mainly for women, about meeting a single dad’s children and using it as a litmus test of his commitment.
I receive lots of emails from women, many without children, asking questions about dating single dads. The common problem is meeting his children – specifically, why won’t he let her meet them, why he avoids, or goes hot and cold, about meeting them, and similar. It seems for many of these women, meeting his kids is a really big deal.
It’s always amazed me that second marriages end in statistically higher rates of divorce. I would think that enduring perhaps the most difficult time in a persons’ life might leave a more lasting impression.
The Queen and I first met at a bar. It’s not something we advertise. Similar stories usually end in hook ups and poorly.