I was divorced in February of 1980. It was a rough couple of weeks. Two weeks before my divorce my dad died. There was a lot of loneliness going around back then.
But years later I would start having parties and bringing cake to work for my “divorcaversary.” My favorite was the cake that said “Love Stinks.” Since my divorcaversary is on February 11th it was a nice touch to have the cake right around Valentine’s Day.
I have had relationships since my divorce but nothing that stuck, and more than a few that stank. It’s part of the charm of life.
I tried eHarmony and Our Time dating services but for me it was more off key than harmony and definitely not my time.
But I really don’t care — there are a few times when I think it would be nice to be part of a couple but in general it’s not a big deal. And now that I’m retired the pickings are slim and the desire is anorexic. Don’t get me wrong, I would never say no to love but I’m just not expecting it to show up. Of course I didn’t expect arthritis to show up and here it is.
You just never know what life will bring your way so be ready for adventure, but watch where you are walking.