My mother died when my father was 72. He lived out on a mountain in a house surrounded by trees. It was a heavenly place when he was with the woman he loved but very lonely after she died.
Two women started courting him almost immediately, coming over with food, inviting him to dinner (the way to a man's heart and all that.) He eventually proposed to the one he liked best, but she wanted to keep things in the dating phase. The other one wanted marriage and they shared a love of painting together, but he had left it to late with her, she had found someone else.
Finally, in his 80's he met a pretty forty year old blonde and the two of them really fell in love, ( I never fully understood her side of this.) They had a really good dating life for a short while and then he started having mini-strokes and having dementia. I felt really sorry for both of them.
What always stood out to me was how important it is to have someone in your life to talk to everyday and share outings. Maybe not marriage but a steady significant other can really help make life worthwhile.
Two women started courting him almost immediately, coming over with food, inviting him to dinner (the way to a man's heart and all that.) He eventually proposed to the one he liked best, but she wanted to keep things in the dating phase. The other one wanted marriage and they shared a love of painting together, but he had left it to late with her, she had found someone else.
Finally, in his 80's he met a pretty forty year old blonde and the two of them really fell in love, ( I never fully understood her side of this.) They had a really good dating life for a short while and then he started having mini-strokes and having dementia. I felt really sorry for both of them.
What always stood out to me was how important it is to have someone in your life to talk to everyday and share outings. Maybe not marriage but a steady significant other can really help make life worthwhile.