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Widowed and Dating Again. (And Again and Again and Again…)
I don’t know where I got this idea, but when I finally decided that I was ready for a committed relationship, after what seemed like a lifetime of grieving Mike, I figured that it would take just a few months, or perhaps a little more than a few months, but for sure, I thought, with in a year, I would have met my second true love and be good to go. I forgot the fact that I got married to my late husband at the ripe old age of thirty-six. It took us that long to find each other.
But now I was 50, older and hopefully wiser, and I just assumed that men my age were like plums ready for the plucking. How hard could it be? All I really wanted was a nice guy. Just a plain ole nice guy.
You know…
- A guy who I could talk to; who would listen to me as I poured my heart out.
- A guy who would be OK with the fact that I still occasionally thought about Mike and who would also love my daughter.
- A guy who was financially solvent and would love to travel (on my schedule, of course).
- A guy who didn’t smoke or drink and who believed in God. He would also be bright, a good kisser, love his work, be self assured without being cocky, be generous, kind and respectful, socially comfortable, and he would know how to fight fair.
- And he had to be OK with giving me lots of space. I didn’t want any one hanging on me.
- Oh yeah, he had to smell good, he didn’t have to be gorgeous, (that never really mattered to me) but he had to feel good about who he was.
- Oh, and it would be good if he could dance and ski be willing to do the dishes and occasionally vacuum. And get along with my friends.
- He would love coffee in bed on Sunday mornings and even better, he would want to be the one to make it and he would read the New York Times, although I suppose I could settle for the Globe.
- He would definitely be a liberal. And he had to like dogs. (My cat will be leaving the house when my daughter does so I did not feel the need to include ‘must love cats’ and furthermore I didn’t want to make my list impossibly difficult.)
- And just a few more things…he had to love to laugh, to appreciate classical music, be mentally stable, or at least as stable as I was, (not all that hard) and he HAD to be healthy. (After living with Mike’s cancer for over 10 years, I felt fully justified in asking for a clean bill of health. This would include satisfactory results of an MRI, CAT scan, PET scan, liver scan, blood work, EEG and cardiogram. In return, I would spring for the coffee.)
And finally, he would have to think I am sexy, or at least sexy for a 50 something, he would like to read, he would be into learning, and he would have a clean house.
Ok. Maybe I wanted a bit more than a plain ole nice guy. But now that I was done crying, wasn’t the world was my oyster? Weren’t there plenty of fish in the sea? Couldn’t I just apply “The Secret” and materialize my next man?
I gathered up my can-do attitude and wrote a killer profile. It was a work of art as well as honest and with the help of spell check, there were no typos. I used phrases like “classic looking”, “mildly eccentric” and “slightly irreverent” and I admitted that I liked to shovel snow. What sane man wouldn’t find that totally appealing???
And then I waited. Being a child of the 50′s, although quite liberated, I was not going to chase after him. He was going to have to find me. And after what felt like 8 years, (actually it was about 2 days), the emails began trickling in. And I do mean, trickling.
I have learned a whole lot from Internet dating.
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Mie Elmhirst, Coach, Guest Author
Coach for Widows
www.widowsbreathe.com
