Divorced for 9+ years with absolutely no intention to marry again.
Unless she’s very wealthy. Yeah, I’m a bit cynical.
Married.
No. I’d have to date again to do that, for crying out loud! I’m extremely relieved that the dating part of my life is over.
My plan, should anything happen to Mr. Neville (God forbid), is to emulate Queen Victoria and avoid appearing in public as much as possible. Only I wouldn’t lay out clothes for my dead husband every morning (as I’ve heard she supposedly used to do after Albert died). I don’t have servants and I don’t lay out clothes for him now, why should I start then?
No. My current relationship is my last one. Not that I think anything will happen to us short of death.
Nor I, but what I said in the previous thread also remains true. I like being married. And if (God forbid) something happens to the Lovely and Talented Mrs. Shodan, I would like to find someone who said things like this -
What this says to me is that you have had a great deal of practice making someone happy, and being made happy in return. Which is a very attractive quality in a prospective partner.
Well, let’s see - IIRC, you are LDS, so that would be an issue, but also IIRC you are a librarian, so you know books and reading.
Perhaps some arrangement could be made. So, I wouldn’t conclude anything too soon.
Regards,
Shodan
I doubt I would ever remarry if something happened to my husband. I’m 38 now and have two small kids (4 and 2). Having grown up with an assortment of stepparents, I wouldn’t ever inflict that on my kids.
I remarried three years later. I spent a lot of time in the interim figuring out what had gone wrong with the first marriage, and how I might handle things better if I remarried. Indeed, the second time around has been vastly healthier and happier.
Married seven years, divorced twenty four years. After the divorce I assumed I would meet someone and remarry but it never happened and I am betting it never will, because it’s not important enough to me to pursue.
No. I try to never say never, but never. We’re pretty happily married but over the years I’ve learned that my self-centeredness wasn’t a phase.
Nope. I adore my husband, but it was difficult to get me to the altar the first time. He had to agree to no wedding, just a an elopement that was more like a game of chicken than a romantic endeavor. I find it unlikely in the extreme that anyone else would ever get me close again. Casual sex, friends-with-bennies, maybe even a live-in companion when I get tired of taking care of the housework by myself, but can’t imagine ever wanting to marry again.
Am married and will stay married until death, I think. Since it’s obvious I’m gonna die first. . …
But if fate would have that I end up single again, single is how I will stay. I can’t see anyone wanting to marry me the way I am and I have no plans to change one iota.
I kind of think of this a lot. My first husband (that is, my current husband) has always talked about his untimely demise. He seems to anticipate dying young. Having a heart attack at 37 (two years ago) has only worsened this unpleasant habit.
Now, I have a particular fondness for Mr. Carlotta and I’m kind of counting on fate to play its little tricks with him and make him live way past me to 102. I’m so crazy about his company that, really, I would put up with any amount of shenanigans if he’ll just let me hang around, so divorce is highly unlikely.
But if he died, well I just don’t know. I do like men in general an awful lot. Certainly if one I liked a great deal said something like “I just can’t live without you, marry me darling” (the “darling” will get you a lot of points), I think I’d go for it.
I don’t think I’d pursue marriage though. And if I did marry again I think I would push for separate residences. It’s one thing to commit to a man. All his worldly goods is quite another. If I never again have to wonder where a random computer cable might find a home it will be too soon.
My daughter would have to be grown and out of the house before I even considered it. And even then – there would probably have to be a prenup. Not that I have tons of assets – but I’d make sure what I did have would go to her when I died. I’ve seen too many people remarry and it’s suddenly all about their new spouse and either they or their new spouse completely screws over the kids.
It sucks to read my OP then and realize that I knew widowhood was coming.
Anyway, my mind hasn’t changed at all. I had MY marriage, the one I wanted to the man I wanted. We were happily married and I loved him, still do, always will, but, frankly, I spent eleven years watching him die.
So, no. I don’t think I could ever do that again.
I’m planning my next wedding. It won’t be for a couple of years, of course. (I’m doing it the smart way this time and not marrying a liar.)
However, should the second marriage fall apart, I’ll take the hint and not do it again.
Nope, I don’t think so. Not only am I a very poor communicator, but a crappy judge of people. Not a good combination.
My girlfriend and I are enjoying the sex too much to get married.
After ten+ years of being single and enjoying the freedom and independence of that I have met someone whom has awakened feelings I haven’t felt in a while. The joy of sharing little intimacies with another person and that sense of surrender that comes with learning to love again. It’s nice to see that with some maturity love needn’t be so possessive or clingy and we can enjoy the moments without any specific agenda.
So, if life and love led me there to where it made sense for both people, I’d remarry. Not necessary though. Love is fine without it.
NO.
Ok, that was the knee jerk reaction. I still think it would be a more rational and calm “no”, though. I dislike being a wife: I don’t want to even look at someone else’s dirty socks, never mind the other thousands of inane, daily tasks that fall on wives. I want my own kids out of the house (and I have a ways to go, one is only 11!), never mind the whole stepchild stuff that is likely.
Plus, as has been said, I’d have to date again. God, who would date me? I refuse to win that lottery by never buying a ticket. I really don’t think I have the patience to go through all those hoops–where do you work, what do you like to do, eat, travel etc. Seriously, I can’t even imagine Best Friends with Benefits kind of thing. I was never interested in casual sex when I was young; I’m not about to start now…
Could we live next door to one another and visit a lot? That is, if I ever do finally get divorced and some stranger takes a liking to me?
Actually, statistically speaking, third marriages are the most successful.
I was married for 6 years and have been divorced for 5. At 32, I’m too young to spend the rest of my life alone. So hell yes, I want to get married, and soon! My biological clock is ticking for one last kid, too.