Posts Tagged "Match.com"

Hyla Molander in The Mama Monologues

»Posted on Dec 21, 2010 in BLOG, Dating For Widows, Death Of Spouse, DROP DEAD LIFE, Live Events & Appearances, Publicity, & Interviews, Sudden Death | 0 comments

Last month, I had the honor of reading in “The Mama Monologues” at Corte Madera Book Passage, along with NY Times best-selling author Kelly Corrigan and many other talented Writing Mamas. Special thanks to Dawn Yun, founder of The Writing Mamas, for making this laughter and tear-filled event possible. We raised over $5,000 for Abelina Magana, a Northern California mother of three who was shot 15 times and lived to tell. If you would like to make a contribution to Abelina and her children, all of whom are still very much in need of our help, please send a check to: Attn: The Magana Family Fund, Bank of Marin, 1450 Grant Avenue, Novato, 94945. Please enjoy this video of my piece, “You Think You Know,” which I hope will remind you to embrace...

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Order Up! Single-Parents Dating Online

»Posted on May 15, 2010 in BLOG, Dating For Widows, DROP DEAD LIFE | 0 comments

Match.com. E-Harmony. Yahoo Personals. J-Date. Yup, I signed up for them all. I was a mama on a mission to find love online. More sites, more options. I had tried the club scene. Blaring music. Dim lights. Too much booze. “Nice toes,” one guy had said, looking first at my feet and then straight at my chest. Tall, dressed in black slacks, button-down blue shirt, full head of blonde hair. He certainly was attractive. But way too young and way too interested in my breasts. Tall, dressed in black slacks, button-down blue shirt, full head of blonde hair. He certainly was attractive. But way too young and way too interested in my breasts. “Nice toes?” The white tips of my toenails peeked out from my three-inch-high red, strappy shoes. “You came...

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Easter’s Death Springs Renewal

»Posted on Apr 2, 2010 in BLOG, Dating For Widows, DROP DEAD LIFE | 0 comments

    My dad is Lutheran, my mom is Jewish. My childhood exposed me to traditions from both denominations, but I certainly wouldn’t describe myself as religious. Spiritual, yes. Religious, no. In fact, if there is a god, I’m still pretty pissed off at him. Today, though, I can’t help but contemplate the religious meaning in both Easter and Passover. Seven years ago, on Easter Sunday, my husband, Erik, and I admired our 17-month-old daughter, Tatiana, as she carefully grasped purple and pink polka-dotted eggs in the grass. “Do you think about how lucky we are,” I said to Erik. He rubbed my ripe, pregnant belly. “Yeah, I think about it at least five times a day.” Erik was a rising-star manager for Lucas Digital and I had...

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Death Turns To Birth

»Posted on Apr 26, 2009 in BLOG, Dating For Widows, DROP DEAD LIFE | 0 comments

I had everything I had ever wanted . . . right up until our Easter Sunday dinner when my then seventeen month-old daughter and I watched as my amazing husband, Erik, slid down the kitchen counter and died. He was 29 and I was seven months pregnant with our second child. One minute he was laughing, and thirty five minutes later, he was proclaimed dead. Just like that. Needless to say, it was unimaginable. Six years have now passed since Erik’s death and, again, I have everything I have ever wanted. After pushing through the ups and downs of spousal loss and unexpected single-parenting, I’d like to think I have earned this right to happiness. I put in the time. Endless hours of Post Traumatic Stress therapy. Journaling. Eye Movement...

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About Hyla Molander

»Posted on Dec 30, 2008 in BLOG, Publicity, & Interviews | 0 comments

About Hyla Molander

I had everything I had ever wanted . . . right up until that Easter Sunday dinner when my 17-month-old daughter and I watched as our beloved Erik slid down the kitchen counter and lay motionless on our white-tiled floor. Erik, 29, was a rising-star manager for Lucas Digital and a devoted husband and father.  I was a successful Northern California children’s photographer, seven months pregnant with our second child. One minute we were laughing, and thirty-five minutes later, Erik was pronounced dead. Never could I have imagined that this tragedy would teach me to live and twice intensity, but now, eight years later, I embrace each day with my new husband (Match.com) and our four children. Now, through my writing and inspirational speaking, I remind others to...

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