Divorcee Learns to Enjoy Life Again After 35 Year Marriage Ends by J. Ivey
I could not find a copy of this online, so I cannot link to it. I have a print copy.
Someone did upload a copy to Scribd, but you have to have a subscription or whatever to read past the first few paragraphs
February / March 2022
It was the first Valentine’s Day after my marriage ended. The last thing I wanted to do was go to a party with a bunch of single ladies
Girlfriend Power by Jennie Ivey
[The author opens the piece by explaining that she and her husband George were divorcing after 35 years of marriage.]
… For the first time in decades, I wasn’t part of a couple. For the first time in my life, I was living alone.
… Why oh why had I said I’d go to my friend Pat’s Valentine’s party? “Celebrate with other singles at a girls’ night in,” the invitation read. “Food! Music! Games! Fun!”
[Initially, she called her friend who was throwing the party to decline. The friend told her the reason for the party started years before, when her husband served her divorce papers on Valentine’s Day, and her father died on Valentine’s Day a few years prior. The friend replied,]
… “instead of moping around because we’re not coupled up, we get together to have a good time.” She wouldn’t take no for an answer.
“And one more thing, Jennie – you have to wear pink or red. It’s a Valentine’s party rule!”
[She mentions that her ex husband George was a surgeon, and while he wasn’t the greatest husband, he did okay on Valentine’s – he’d bring her flowers or candy in heart shaped boxes and so on]
Before I left for Pat’s I said a quick prayer. I hadn’t done a whole lot of praying since the breakup of my marriage. Sometimes I felt mad at God. Furious even.
Did he care that I was suddenly single at 60, an age when most couples were looking forward to retirement and spending time with their kids and grandkids together?
My prayer that evening was short and to the point: God, please show me how to be single.