Exception to the Rule
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree of Truth.
I was in the Orlando-Daytona Â area recently on business and ran into an old friend who was going through a divorce. Â I had called before Â I arrived Â and asked Â if she wanted to get togetherÂ for dinner and â€œcatch-up.â€ Â Any timeÂ weâ€™re Â going Â to be within an hourâ€™s Â drive Â of each other, we try to touch base. Itâ€™s always like no time at all has passed since our last visit.
She and her husband had split up a couple of weeks before. Sheâ€™d seen a lawyer but that was about it. No papers Â had Â been Â filed Â but Â the Â marriage Â was Â kaput Â after many years, and she was already single in mind. In fact, since the split, she already had a string of new lovers to choose from and was in a relationship with a new man who could take her to all sorts of vacation spots.
But if he didnâ€™t work outâ€¦. She listed the other men. By profession. Or, more specifically, by professions Â that earn six figures.
That just doesnâ€™t work for me. Not one of my criteria. I asked her what appealed to her about these particular men besides their income potential. Then she introduced her second criterion: they were all very, very alpha males. She liked a man who was in charge.
It didnâ€™t really Â seem Â to matter Â who. Â But she didnâ€™t want to be single Â for long. Â She expects Â to be married again before the inkâ€™s dry on her divorce papers, though sheâ€™s not sure who the lucky Â guy will be and it doesnâ€™t really seem to matter.
Iâ€™ve read the statistics that say most people remarry within 2 yearsâ€™ of their divorces. I look at all the people around me and Iâ€™m flabbergasted.Â I certainly seem to be the exception to the rule.