Where does one begin on such a loaded topic? It seems that the connection between love and food would be an easy one to make, right? But it seems it’s taken me almost 40 years to figure it out. As much as I hate to admit that wisdom comes with age, it does. Now Im wise, older and the love and food thing is so in my face that sometimes I can’t even see straight.

I’m currently single, I have never been married (yet), my job is great… and I work for myself. Ironically enough – I teach people how to be healthy and how to cook healthy food. (food as a blessing and a curse is my next post) I have never been enormously successful in work or in business, although I have always been very good at what I do. People around me always say ” I don’t get why your not famous?” or “I don’t understand how you could be single”. But the funny thing about all of this stuff is that it all makes sense. How can there be room for a guy or a successful career when your so busy thinking about not eating or plotting your next binge, or worried that your clothes don’t fit, or concerned that you are going to gain weight? No time and no space for true love in there

And now I’m getting honest. Now, my career is moving along at lightning speed and many of my aspirations are coming to fruition. So is the same thing going to happen for love? Now that I’m getting honest, will my food rules and craziness dissapear or will the binges and voids get worse? I have no idea but I guess I’m ready for the freefall…