Good morning from New York City. What’s on my mind this morning is the fact that life can turn on a dime. Yeah, yeah, yeah, we’ve heard it all of our lives, but when it happens it’s always a marvel to me.

I just received a text message and it says this” “Oh, Constance. I’m in love.” It’s so funny because sitting at lunch under a month ago, this same friend said to me, “I’m so enjoying my freedom. The last thing I want is a relationship.” Now she was coming out of a long marriage and enjoying this expansive sense of I’m not accountable to anyone. I can do what I want, when I want, and I’m just loving my life.

I peppered our conversation with questions about that, and reflected back to her that maybe this idea of a relationship that she has in her head was old. That perhaps instead of thinking about not wanting the relationship, she should get really clear on what kind of person she’d like to spend her time with. Someone who shares her sense of adventure, her athleticism, her love of travel, whatever. I’m not taking credit for this, trust me, but within days after that exact conversation she was back on Bumble and she met someone.

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