I’ve reached a stage in my life where this statement, accurate though it is on the surface and context of this article, is only paradoxically and partly true for me. I’ve Become more comfortable that the one person I can most improve my relationship with is me. I’ve grown increasingly engaged in the relationship I have with who I am and being alone without being lonely is anything but a low maintenance activity. It means investing in a different kind of date, the rendezvous with destiny I have with the everyday people in my life and being truly aware and of the best service I can be to them — either the ones consistently and contextually in my life or the serendipitous one time encounters. It also means a kind but determined and present willingness to grow and honestly face my abilities, strengths, defects, selfishness and shortcomings. It’s a demanding and attention requiring date that takes on the effort wearisome traits of a long term relationship. If it turns out that it does or does not generate richer relationships with others in no case will I be disappointed because whatever qualities I would hope to find I can only see what I have become aware of in myself.