Now, don't think I'm dissing those of you who have jumped right back into the thick of things.
I have friends who found new, and better loves, before the ink on their divorce decrees was dry. We all have our very own ways of doing things, of growing and recovering and living.
I was talking to another single friend the other night, she joined this club by way of widowhood.
I told her that I was writing an article about "embracing your singleness" and she plopped down next to me and told me her side of it: "People were asking me about dating within a week of my husband dying" she started. I'll figure out the dating thing later on." My widowed friend and I may have found ourselves in this spot via very different paths, but we both landed on the same page.
But then I see friends who have gone through a virtual parade of boyfriends, watched them fall in and out of love or something that kinda/sorta feels like it. There's something to be said for their sheer determination to find someone, and I commend them for that.
They've introduced their kids to some of them, brought them to parties and gatherings and then one day, they show up alone. I've comforted them when things go bad, when they realize that this wasn't Mr. I have to wonder, though, is that the best way to find your happily ever after, or is it simply a way to keep your dating muscles toned and in shape, to avoid atrophy?
Why is it still such a sensational topic and what are the perks (and pitfalls) of entering into partnership where age knows no bounds?