Being a newly single woman in my sixties leaves me a little untethered.  What I mean is that I don’t feel anchored, I don’t feel like I am the center of anything any longer.  I don’t know where I belong, where I fit in whether it is with friends or out and about where it seems that everyone is a couple.

When I was married, I knew that I was the tent pole of the family.  All my children are adults now and are living coast-to-coast.  I love that.  I get to visit really fun cities and spend time with my children.  What could be better?

But, I always knew that I was the center of the family functions, the family issues, the family travel, the family holidays.  I was the facilitator. When someone was graduating, I pulled the travel together for the siblings so we would all be there.  For the holidays, I made the arrangements for what we were doing. Travel?  Here are your tickets and here is the hotel reservation and this is when we will meet.  I know it sounds crazy but I can even picture myself standing in my driveway, the driveway to our family home, while the kids are pulling in from a long distance drive, or from being picked up at the airport.  That was where I stood 100 times saying hello or goodbye or Merry Christmas.

Now, I am in a small apartment.  Don’t get me wrong, I love it.  But, I am no longer the tent pole, or maybe, there just isn’t a tent.  And, I  can feel that very strongly.  I wasn’t able to verbalize it for a while but something was off, and it was not about the divorce or anything about my day-to-day life.  It is just under the surface.  I am not unhinged, just at loose ends a little.

My Friends are the Best

The other piece to this is that I have lots of wonderful friends who include me in anything and everything.  However, I spend all of my time with couples.  Most of my friends are married, of course, they are.  I was married for all of the years that we have been friends.  We have traveled together.  We have spent holidays together.  Our children grew up together.  I love spending time with them but when the evening is over, I go back to my apartment and they go home.  I don’t feel like a whole team.  They are still the tent poles of their families.   And when it is a holiday, I am either on my own or I am the person they feel sorry for so they invite me to join them.  So nice, but I am used to being on the other side of that.

So, this is not woe is me: far from it.  I am a happy girl.  But I need to find that tethered feeling again.  I am looking for something that I can hang my hat on as I move forward in this chapter of my life.  I know I will, but if you have any suggestions…