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Lynette Evans 7/30/26 Lynette Evans 7/30/26

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: Apps, Groveling Exes, and The Hug Barometer

If you had told me at the beginning of this year that I’d be simultaneously navigating 10 Jerry Springer Show seasons worth of dating apps, receiving apology tours from exes a decade late, and coaching my own dear mother through her dating life, I’d be your indentured servant for a month! But here we are, and the streets are making my edges thin.

Lynette Evans 6/25/26 Lynette Evans 6/25/26

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: Collard Green Kisses and Rom-Com Reality

The magic started on a Friday in Atlanta. My sleep is always a little unpredictable when I’m traveling, and I didn’t roll out of bed until 12:30 p.m. I headed to my favorite local buffet specifically to hit the salad bar. While I was waiting in line, two friends approached me. One of them looked at me, completely unprompted, and said I was beautiful and that I had pretty toes. Look at God!

Lynette Evans 1/26/26 Lynette Evans 1/26/26

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: Orbiting, Audacity, and Trusting Your Gut

Welcome back to the laboratory. This week, the research is clear: the “Great Fade-Out" has been replaced by the "Great Orbit," and frankly, I’m running out of space in my atmosphere for all this funk.

Lynette Evans 1/12/26 Lynette Evans 1/12/26

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: Swipe Left on My Spirit

Let me bring you into my soft-life laboratory, because post-divorce dating has a sense of humor I did not sign up for. I told myself I’d try something new. Stretch my faith. Dip a toe into modern romance.

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Soft Life, Hard Lessons: Collard Green Kisses and Rom-Com Reality

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: Orbiting, Audacity, and Trusting Your Gut

Welcome back to the laboratory. This week, the research is clear: the “Great Fade-Out" has been replaced by the "Great Orbit," and frankly, I’m running out of space in my atmosphere for all this funk.

Soft Life, Hard Lessons: Swipe Left on My Spirit

Let me bring you into my soft-life laboratory, because post-divorce dating has a sense of humor I did not sign up for. I told myself I’d try something new. Stretch my faith. Dip a toe into modern romance.

So I downloaded Bumble and Hinge.

Yes. Me.

A grown woman with three children, all my edges, rooted faith, and a therapist who said, “We ain’t taking this ish into 2026.”