I’m an almost 79 year old woman who has been happily divorced for 47 years. I raised my two sons alone. Stopped dating in the late 80’s because I enjoyed being alone, and had many things I wanted to do without having to deal with excess baggage.
I had a long marriage to a lovely woman. She died five years ago. She was 80, seven years older than me.
Then last September a name from the past popped up, a girl I went to high school with. We started texting and agreed to meet at Christmas when I make the two day drive to stay with my brother. We hit it off instantly. She has been to visit me twice in the last six months, staying a week each time. We love being together, even if it’s just to go shopping or a road trip. Of course, snuggling in bed is nice too.
Same. I was 38 when I realized: I just don’t want to do this anymore. Not with anyone.