Dating after Divorce



Who would've thought that it would be so hard to find a partner after divorce?  When you are young, you don't really think about all the qualities you want in a marriage partner.  You just find someone you have chemistry with and and figure out how to make it work. After going through a divorce, you want to make sure you don't ever have to do that again so you try to find someone compatible. I am just shocked at how nearly impossible it is.  I think it's hard for everybody, but it's especially hard if you are a Christian and looking for someone who shares your convictions.  I waited a year and a half to even consider venturing into the dating world after my divorce.  Wanted to make sure I was healed first.  People always assume I'll find someone at church, but that hasn't happened.  The three men at my work are married.  So that left me looking online.  Don't judge me. All the singles are doing it. So as a girl wanting to honor God even in my dating experience, I signed up for a Christian dating site. In my mind, it seemed so easy: I like a guy, he likes me, we are compatible...bam! Found my match. Nope. Dating in my 40's has been so unbelievable that I can hardly even describe it. First of all, I think I've concluded that all the profiles that have one photo of a cute widower living in Los Angeles are fake. Then there's the guys whose cities change from week to week.  Hmmm. Then there was the guy who was widowed with a daughter and living in L.A. at one point and then when I see him again, he's divorced with two kids and living in Wyoming. This is insane. Where are the normal people? I had an 80 year old ask me out. Yep, 80. I was 40 at the time. There was the pastor of a church who chewed me out and told me to never contact him again because I didn't compliment him on his looks when we went out, and apparently I was too rigid for wanting to obey ALL of the Bible. Sorry Mr. Pastor, I'll try to be more of a hypocrite from now on. Then there was the guy who told me he was signed up to start taking classes the next semester but he didn't know the name of the school he was attending and couldn't remember what he was going to study. There were multiple married men presenting themselves as single. The final straw was the two guys who turned up on the sex offender registry. That's it, I'm done! You'd think that the final straw would've been the one guy that I actually thought was truly following God that I dated for 9 months only to find out he was deceiving me the whole time and was dating multiple women while with me.  It will truly be a miracle when God brings someone into my life. If nothing else, my girlfriends and I have gotten a lot of good laughs at how crazy dating is.

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