California bound

 I  spotted him at the airport when I was on my way to California A man in his mid to late sixties but in good appealing shape. He wore jeans, a turtleneck and a suede jacket, white socks and brown loafers. He carried himself well. He was not handsome in the true sense of the word, but striking. He was on line during check in. Later I saw him exiting the check in and lost sight of his destination. Boarding the  plane, in a distance,  I saw that he was on my flight. I found it interesting that from all of the planes and places in the world,  he would be going to my destination. I wondered where he would be sitting and hoped that I would be surprised in finding him seated in my row.  As I walked down the aisle, to my 20th seat row, I had not yet passed him. As fate would have it there he was in the window seat as I took my aisle seat, with only a nine year old to seperate us. I immediately said hello. and asked if the boy was his grandchild. He was not, just placed there by his parents who sat in a different row.  As the conversation flowed I learned that he was a married man which brought any farther contact from me  to an abrupt halt. Because our earlier conversation was bubbly from my end, I could see that he was becoming attracted to me. The message here is that fate brought me to him;  I was able to find out who he was without thinking I might have missed an opportunity as we so often do. Without any reservations I said goodbye to my flirtation and landed in California into the arms of my granddaughter. 

Younger Men

Since I am once again single with no attachments, mind, body, spirit, I decided to go on line and look for a new love. I wanted someone older, not a young guy, so I set my age limits between 55 and 70. Lots of them out there, but let me face me, it is the young guy who I find so desirable. Yes, I know it will not last, but the two older men involvements I have had in the last 5 years did not last either. So, unless I turn my head around and look for someone to take me around the world on a yacht, most likely a 80 year old, I might as well drop my age limit to 32 and have some fun...

older women nitch

I am discovering my nitch. My focus will be on women aged 55- 75. I think that this is the age group who will appreciate my book and the knowledge I have obtained and am able to write about. There is much to learn about love, travel, divorce, facelifts, parties, entertainment, parents, children and siblings. Each week I will begin to focus on one of the the above topics.
Let us talk about love for a single woman in her 70's... Is there any? Absolutely. I am more popular now than when I was in my forties. It is different. I no longer need a man as I did then for money, marriage or ego.

Today I will write a bit about younger men. Once I took a young guy only 19 away to Mexico with me when I was 47. He was outrageously gorgeous. I felt like I was going away with a painting. I sent him airline tickets and he could not believe that it was actually taking place. At that time, I felt powerful and wanted just that experience. Well, things did not work out too well as he looked at a 20-year old when he was suppposed to be romancing me. In the middle of the restaurant I craked him across his face and gave him his return ticket.

My greatest pleasure used to be coming home and talking about the men I met to my girlfriends. I would giggle like a schoolgirl with tales of fun and romance with these men.

Exciting, younger guys were the best. Vibrant and dazzling and usually 20-30 years younger,
I never took them seriously until they dumped me! Then I would feel hurt and wonder why. This pattern went on for many years until one day I no longer wanted the older-woman-younger-man scenario.

I switched to men closer to my age thinking that they would be more mature, only to find out that I chose the same type and they were even more juvenile than a 25-year old. They too were only interested in going out just to have a good time.

Does your outlook on life permit having a single lifestyle in your later years?