I'm now the only one in my group who's not attached.
I imagine that it must be hard to watch a friend get swallowed whole by a completely foreign set of experiences. Since I'm the one getting swallowed, I can't know what that's like -- but I can offer a few (entirely unsolicited) dos and don'ts to those who have not, as yet, procreated.
Valentine's day is a holiday dreaded by some and cherished by others. When you are newly divorced, Valentine's day is just another glaring reminder that you are now flying solo.
It's my... second divorce, I'm a two-time loser. To some of my girlfriends that makes me a winner. The mixed perception and reality that now I'm in the enviable position of starting over, from scratch, like a new cookie recipe. This scares and thrills them at the same time.
