If you're having trouble finding love at middle age, throw away your list.
Let’s start a movement called the unfun daters where we treat our dates like potential life partners instead of bottom feeders.
When I was widowed, I couldn't stop thinking I was doing it wrong. But all we really have to do is to stop judging our own grieving.
To be widow is to be a shape shifter. We move through different phases redefining ourselves after our loss.
It took an archaic husband-hunting manual for me to stop I settling for less than I wanted.
I was shocked at all the criticisms I received from men when I started dating in middle age. Instead of taking them to heart, I should have just walked away.
I finally realized that many middle aged daters were living in the past. Dating was an exercise in revenge against the people who’d failed them.
My quarantine resolution: to reconcile with gratitude. Otherwise, it’s too hard to live with someone this bitter.
I wanted someone who was invested, and that meant caring about what I cared. A dead air conditioner showed me I'd found the right person.
I found love and learned not settle when I was 55 at one of the saddest points since my husband died. Don’t give up hope.