My friend first called out, "Heyyy! Are you married and a newlywed yet?"
It could have felt like a punch to the gut, but it didn't.
I''ve talked about Mona here before, but it's been a while. She had three kids where J took TKD, so I spent many hours in the waiting room with her. Mona is saucy and intimidating, but I liked her un-PC self.
The last time I saw her, P was with me. Last April, he'd come to J's test for semi-black belt and Mona's three were up for black.
Boy, was she shocked when I gave her a little run down of my year.
Then she exclaimed over and over how happy she is for me that I didn't have to go through another divorce, happy for me to have gotten away.
It was nice catching up. It was nice somebody being happy for me. While I understand the logic, I'm not happy for me, but didn't say so.
She kept volunteering that I'll find a good man soon.
Not with my track record.