relationships

It’s been a few weeks and I’m still reflecting on Saturday night’s high school reunion. Forty years ago, a group of 84 young women left for university believing they would seize the world. Then last Saturday, 56 of them, exactly 66%, reunited in Sydney, Australia.

When I turned 60, I hoped for a river cruise down the Seine. But instead, this midwestern wife, mother, GG to her grandbabies, devoted yogi and magazine writer discovered that her husband, the one who never looked at another woman in my presence, was leading a secret life.

Dating at any age is fraught with challenges. Dating in your fifties (and beyond), however, has its particular issues. And I’m not talking about the usual complaints about the size of the male pool versus the number of available females, or the “age-appropriate” question.