I’m planning to move to a new apartment next week, and I found myself thinking a few times…”If I had a boyfriend, he could help…”

I wonder what this inkling comes from. Do we want to have a mate so they will do something for us? Or is it a matter of the support that comes with companionship? Because I’d love to have someone to help to move as well.

Relationships seem to in many ways define our lives, but also are defined by our lives…and it seems that every time a big life change happens, it makes what our lives lack - and what we wish to share - all the more acute.

Well, that, and I could really use some help with that heavy lifting.