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Jenn Price does not proclaim to be an expert on dating…but her years of practice (and willingness to share stories) will certainly get people talking. Join in the dialogue each week as Jenn tackles matters of the heart.
Most commonly, the acronym “PDA” is used to refer to two things. (although there are 102 definitions according to acronymfinder.com)
The two that are most meaningful to me are:
- Public Display of Affection: in my opinion, the most raw, uninhibited form of expression possible (it can sometimes be more significant than affection behind closed doors).
- Personal Digital Assistant: there are many varietals these days also known as smartphones (my personal favourite, the BlackBerry).
A few times in my life, I have had the extreme pleasure of being so in-tune with a guy’s energy that we couldn’t stop kissing, hugging, stroking, smiling, laughing and staring into each others eyes with a fervor that was undeniable to everyone. (It has only ever happened on vacation, away from my every day grind. Maybe it’s the air, maybe it’s me, or maybe the guys are just different "over there.")
After I've come home from each of these elating experiences, the momentum dies down quickly. I've wondered: could a PDA, such as a BlackBerry, have kept the intensity alive?
My BlackBerry is an extension of me. Admittedly, other than when I fly, I have only turned it off once in five years for a 24-hour period. (I was at a yoga retreat and the signal didn’t work – extreme, I know.)
BlackBerry Messenger (or BBM) is one of the best things that has ever come into my life. It provides instant hand-held communication (akin to MSN or Yahoo! Messenger) where you can not only see if the other person has read your message, but you can actually see if they are responding. You can also change your profile picture and status (I like to change my name as I travel or for special occasions). It has actually strengthened some of my friendships and business relationships.
So, in honour of men that I've experienced PDA #1 with, that don't have an up-to-date PDA #2: I have created a 103rd definition... Post-PDA Disconnection Anxiety.
Anxiety-ridden questions have on occasion included: “Did I do something wrong?”, “Did I open myself too freely?”, “Was I merely a flavour of the week?”
I’ve grown out of that line of thinking, and I now cherish those experiences as they have enriched my life. I believe everyone we meet serves a purpose on our journey. Time will tell if our PDA encounters merely add zest, or if there is something more in store. Whatever it is, it's meant to be.
What comes to mind for you when you hear PDA?
Have you ever been so connected with someone you couldn't help yourself?