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?

Not the bravest when it comes to face rejuvination

I never thought I would see the day that my beatiful daughter said, "Mom, I have to do something about my brown spots and constant new appearing wrinkles." Why not," I thought, after all my little girl is now 50 years old. I recommended a procedure called "Younger Face", a 9 day face mask, that I had done in Miami Beach. If you ask me how I feel and react to having cosmetic work done on my face, I would respond, "Who cares?" Burning, stinging, discomfort, swelling, bed ridden, starvation, does not bother me. I am focused on the end result, looking good. I do major research before any procedure so I am confident about my doctor.
So that morning I drove my daughter to the clinic, and left her in the doctors hands for two days. She would have the procedure done and stay for two nights just as I had done. I eagerly went to pick her up to take her home to nurture her for the remaining seven days. There she was sitting in a chair with her back to me as I entered the room. She looked scary with a white mask on her swollen face. She told me she has a fever, she is miserable, dizzy and naucious. I panicked, running for the doctor who told me all is well and this is a normal reaction. I brought my daughter home but on the turn of the next day, she continued, "This is terrible, I am nausious, my face hurts, I cannot sleep or eat, I had no idea what this is like, I was up the whole night, the tylenol p. m. made me naucious so I took pepto bismol; this is no easy thing, she said lying down and staring into space completely miserable.
O. K. Here is the point of my story. We are all different. Here we are mother and daughter and to me it was just another procedure, to my daughter it was a tramatic experience that was difficult for her to go through... End Result???? New found beauty and that she can be sure. Carol Sue Gershman

Is there perfection, EVER?

Honestly, I thought my book was a done deal. When I announced the title, "The Black Man, The Jewish lady and the Road Trip, "I thought that Hollywood would call. I thought it was uniquely fabulous. Well, not so fast. There is more to a book than the title, (cover). Oh, not to say that those who have read my book do not love it. The response has been overwhelming. They are saying "highly entertaining, exciting, superbly honest, well written inspiring and sexy" But then they say, "Oh that grammar, the misspelled words and punctuations, phrasing." The experts said, "Get a editor" and that is exactly what I am doing. I am interviewing as we speak and soon I will have PERFECTION? HMMM..
Is there ever any??? Carol Sue Gershman

Who is the Older Woman, not me.

Who is the Older Woman around here?I am 72 years old, I get up in the morning, shower, dress, sip green tea and do what I need to do during the day. I get into my yellow mustang convertible, preferably with the top down, my hair blowing in the wind, and still get whistled at. My style of dressing is more of that of a junior body as I enjoy exercising. I do not have the need to put on stockings or a so called age appropriate dress or cover up. Well, living in Florida does help. I drive around town the same as when I was 17, jumping in and out of the car all day trying to accomplish what I set out to do. Most of the time I prefer to walk, carrying home large bags of groceries or bottles of water. No, there is not an older woman around here. Just a woman. Can you relate?

Don't Cut your hair

I would like to see people becoming more comfortable with the way they age

Why not follow your spirit rather than your actual, chronological age?

I know women who have reached the young age of 50-55 years old. And now, because they are of that age, they have a preconceived notion that they must immediately cut their hair. It matters not if they have beautiful, flowing locks. Somehow it is ingrained in us to think that the masses will look at us as being ridiculous if we keep such a look.

On the same token, even if they have a desire or regimen already involving exercise and have a nice body they would not dare to put on a bikini. They will immediately switch to a one-piece bathing suit, preferably with some shorts, only because they are of a certain age. This really amazes me!

Why allow society to dictate to you how you should look and feel when in fact you do not feel that way.

There are two ages: Chronological and Spiritual

You can feel young in spirit during your entire time here on the planet. No one should dictate to you that you should not do things solely based on your chronological age.