I have a thing for single moms.

I always have. At first I thought it's just a “mom” thing. Years ago, my best friend's wife had a baby - and when I saw the way she interacted with her baby, my heart melted.

But of course, she's my best friend's wife and I knew my little platonic crush on her was really more of an endearing sentiment. But I think that's where it began.

I knew of a single mom who got married when she was only 19 years old. (Yes, she was pregnant before she got married.) Not surprisingly, the doomed marriage failed by year three and she became a single mom. She hated putting her 3-year-old through the divorce, but she knew that it was much better for her daughter to grow up in 2 loving families than 1 cold one. I’ve always admired her for her decision, and her reasons behind it. So there she was 23 and a single working mom. I remember when I was 23, my biggest responsibility was keeping myself alive – and even then I was having some problems. Hell, I couldn’t even keep a plant alive. And there she was - supporting her daughter, fighting through social stigmatism, and keeping her sanity. How many of us men out there can comprehend that level of responsibility? According to that movie Big Daddy (with Adam Sandler), having a kid means a new way to meet girls. Ask around, how many single moms use that as a pick up line?

I recently (couple of months ago) got a puppy. His name is Tyler and he was this helpless little pug when I first got him. He depended on me for everything. Food, shelter, attention, and love. I remember there were times when I thought to myself, “my god – what have I gotten myself into?” And that was just a little dog. (alright – actually to me, he means lot more than just a dog. If anyone substitutes a pet for a child, it’s probably me - but that’s another story)

You guys know that poster L’Enfant:

Women always loved that poster. Why? (aside from the really hot looking guy) I think it’s because it depicts a man actually showing love and care for someone other than himself, the game on tv, or a woman in a string bikini . It’s kind of the same feeling. To watch a woman being so nurturing and caring for a child makes me feel that perhaps she’ll be that nurturing to that other helpless, needy creature around – me.

Does that mean I’m just looking for someone to take care of me? No. I think it means that I love a person who is so selfless that they’ve decided to sacrifice a big part of their life in order to care for another. Such selflessness is beyond attractive – it’s just really, really amazing.

I’m sure I’m not explaining it as eloquently as I’d like to. I just wanted to share the feeling of overwhelming love I have for all the single mommies out there.

If ever a big tall asian guy with spiky hair stops and offers to do anything for you, he’s not hitting on you – he’s merely showing his love.(and I don't mean that in a Eddie Haskel kinda way)

That is all.