Post by Gus on Feb 16, 2014 1:35:02 GMT -5
Hello Justus,
I feel I have finally met a woman who truly fascinates me in every aspect of the word, and she feels the same. The "problem," and it could be just me who thinks so, is I am 42 and she is 23.
See, I'm an Army major on my last tour, looking forward to no more moving around the world. I'm divorced; it wasn't ugly, but it took awhile to get over. After 3 children and years complete devotion, my (ex-)wife decided she wanted to be with other women, and left me. I dated a lot the first year or so. In retrospect, I think, looking for a replacement wife. I knew what it was like to spend life with your best friend, and I missed it.
But as time went by and "the right one" didn't come along, I came to the conclusion life was good whether "she" ever appeared or not.
Then two weeks ago I met an amazing woman--beautiful, intelligent, articulate. We began talking, and it was clear we were interested in one another. After awhile, she asked, "So how old are you? 28? 29?" I shook my head. "No, I'm 42. How about you?" I thought she was at least 27 or 28. She said, "I'm 23."
I immediately began backing off emotionally. I decided when I first began dating that no matter how mature the woman, I wouldn't date anyone younger than 25. Why 25? I don't know. Somehow a quarter century seemed like a good rule.
We parted that night when our friends had to go home, and it was a little sad. But I didn't ask for her number. Two days later she emailed, and we had dinner. This woman takes my breath away, and according to her, she feels the same.
But would it work? I can only imagine meeting her parents for the first time. I know what I'd be thinking in their shoes. I don't worry about my friends or family--they'd love her. But I hate the thought that she might have regrets later.
I feel I have finally met a woman who truly fascinates me in every aspect of the word, and she feels the same. The "problem," and it could be just me who thinks so, is I am 42 and she is 23.
See, I'm an Army major on my last tour, looking forward to no more moving around the world. I'm divorced; it wasn't ugly, but it took awhile to get over. After 3 children and years complete devotion, my (ex-)wife decided she wanted to be with other women, and left me. I dated a lot the first year or so. In retrospect, I think, looking for a replacement wife. I knew what it was like to spend life with your best friend, and I missed it.
But as time went by and "the right one" didn't come along, I came to the conclusion life was good whether "she" ever appeared or not.
Then two weeks ago I met an amazing woman--beautiful, intelligent, articulate. We began talking, and it was clear we were interested in one another. After awhile, she asked, "So how old are you? 28? 29?" I shook my head. "No, I'm 42. How about you?" I thought she was at least 27 or 28. She said, "I'm 23."
I immediately began backing off emotionally. I decided when I first began dating that no matter how mature the woman, I wouldn't date anyone younger than 25. Why 25? I don't know. Somehow a quarter century seemed like a good rule.
We parted that night when our friends had to go home, and it was a little sad. But I didn't ask for her number. Two days later she emailed, and we had dinner. This woman takes my breath away, and according to her, she feels the same.
But would it work? I can only imagine meeting her parents for the first time. I know what I'd be thinking in their shoes. I don't worry about my friends or family--they'd love her. But I hate the thought that she might have regrets later.
