I'm 70 years old and happily married to my 69yo wife. However, if I ever found myself alone I really don't see any reason to date a woman in her 30's or even 40's. OK, I totally understand the sex thing, but what would you have in common? What would you talk about? I find myself at my age simply enjoying my family (grandchildren) and I like to stay at home and read or watch TV. Mr. Kraft has the right to pursue what he likes but the whole thing seems kind of sad to me.
Selma, it sounds like you came out a lot better than your ex. Roll Tide indeed!
Earle and I have discussed a few things because he wound up in a similar situation at a similar age. He wrote a very empathetic email to me after I posted the divorce was coming back in 2014, and we've chatted via email a couple of times.
It really hit me how big the age gap was about 2 years ago. One of our delivery guys came in, and the night before I found a clip of Johnny Carson in early 1992 telling a joke that tied together Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton (see You Tube). I told him about the clip and after I finished he said some of the most shocking words I've ever heard:
"Who's Johnny Carson?" That was bad enough.
Later that day, I was having lunch with this cute little fake ginger (the kind that dyes her hair red) who was about 24. The pluses are.....she's 24 and still has the figure. The minuses are she comes with the baggage of a kid, bills, and problems that I just don't need. (Besides - I asked a friend of mine who married in her late 20s, "Did you ever once in your 20s think of sleeping with a guy twice your age?" She said no, it was kind of a revolting thought to be honest). Anyway, she's telling about her ex and I tell her it sounds rather similar to the situation in "When Harry Met Sally."
She had no earthly idea what I was talking about. I got her a copy of the movie (for some reason single moms at 24 without college degrees are insanely broke), and it's one of her favorites now. But that was the end of anything other than casual friends.
As far as my own situation - I kind of got delivered from someone genetically disposed to horrible financial decisions. Seriously, if you gave me the choice between her and Trump at running my finances, I'd pick Trump. I could list transgressions here but it wouldn't do any good. Of course, her excuse is to tell everyone I'm not "supporting my child" and "was an abusive husband." I support my child - I'm just not going six figures in debt for a drama college. And I supported him by talking to him about how he could do that without wrecking his future.
I don't date much. For starters, my libido at 49 has gone the way of my once limber back. Both my dates that were close to my age since then were almost carbon copies of my ex. One was the Baltimore Ravens fan who - just like my ex- has a very charming personality when you first meet her. Then the mask comes off and she's Glenn Close boiling the rabbit.
And quite frankly after the burn I got, I don't really trust anyone to not be a lying sack of garbage trying to manipulate me for money. There are times I've sat in my quiet living room and even thought - "you know, this is not so bad. No drama, no stress, no trying to do something to make someone happy but they don't even appreciate it."
I'm sorry for making this about me, but I did and do appreciate your response.