My mother was a single parent when I left home. She belonged to a club of women who helped the community, started having lunch with old classmates, worked in the church, and quilted with a group of ladies from the same church.
My youngest just graduated. I am married, but it isn't easy. I cried like a baby when my son went to boot camp. My daughter is very independent and is already looking at apartments. I want them to succeed, but I selfishly want to keep them... that is not reality, though.
This is a topic close to my heart. I wrote two hubs. One was when my son was about to leave and addresses married and single women. The other is one I wrote recently with my daughter graduating.
Good luck and know you are not alone. :-)