I gave up looking. It is not worth my time. All the guys over 60 seem to be looking for that perfect, young, beautiful, atletic, slender, active, bubbly, expert conversalionlist, life of the party, cover-girl woman. Do they really think that a woman who has all that will fall for a guy that may drop dead while trying to climb Mt. Everest with them?
What ever happened to sincerety, honesty, dedication, joy, comfortable companionship, walking, picnicking, exploring old towns and new places, relaxing by a lake, sailing, or just sitting and enjoying the sunset - knowing that sometimes words are not needed?
Life is too short to spend my time looking for that man I can comfortably spend the rest of my life with because he is not out there, or if he is, he is not being honest about who he is, then I would not want him because he is not honest. I am happier spending my time doing what I have a passion for, writing, creating dolls, beading, all the fun things I can do without someone telling me when to do it.
Ok - I am over it now. Life is good with someone I can rely on - me.