There's a time and a place for everything, and right now I am concentrating on securing a future for myself. I'm sure that there are many good men out there (heck - I have two sons of my own and I like to think that they have been raised to be kind and sensitive renaissance men!), but like Chatty and Bonnierose, I am happy doing my own thing these days and am not counting on meeting or even looking for Mr. Right. I'm sure it has something to do with my divorce not being final yet, the trauma of a deceit-laden marriage still fresh in my heart and on my children's faces, and in finding out that I really was married to a clinical sociopath. Kinda tends to sour one on relationships, y'know? Besides, my plate is full just trying to figure out how to make ends meet and avoid becoming a statistic on women and poverty.

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P.S. I do not agree that there is only one Mr. Right that exists for each of us. IMHO, depending on the circumstances, I believe that there can be more than one appropriate match for each person...but that does not make him any easier to find...