I’m 5-foot-4. The tallest man I’ve dated seriously was 5-foot-8; the man I once thought of as my soul mate was 5-foot-6. I like being eye level with my partner. I don’t like being towered over. After a series of failed relationships, including a divorce, friends introduced me to a historian. They described him as “charming and funny, but tall.” At 6-foot-3, Zach is far outside my height preference, someone I wouldn’t have noticed on my own. But, we’ve been together for five months and I can’t remember feeling this compatible with anyone. Everything is looking up. — Minh-Ha T. Pham

Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…