Middle aged dating blog
At 65, my date (I’ll call him Jerry) was a few years older than me.
When I was a teenager, my friends started reading this new book called I Kissed Dating Goodbye. After reading it myself, I grew into as big an opponent of dating as you could find.
Because of her condition I held back, not wanting to take the gamble of getting her back there with the possibility of her having a spell back there and not being able to get her back to the Philippines.
I finely gave in and booked a one week trip to the Bremerton Puget sound area to see our Kids, Grandkids and friends in that area. Her doctor advised her not to travel as have many of our friends.
Jerry was a wealthy, highly successful, intelligent, divorced chap who worked in the film industry.
He owned four homes around the world and, on paper at least, ticked every box going. He was scruffy with a scratchy-looking grey beard that made him look horribly unkempt.