Ever wonder if love was in the stars in your 70s?

fancicoffee13

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Well it is for me. And I am so happy and we are happy for each day together. Does anyone else wonder about love at 70 or even 80? Do believe it can happen because it does! I live in a senior place and there are lots of senior friends and those that are more than friends. Love is a beautiful thing, I don't care how old you are. I even think it is better!
 

If you're happy, go for it.

But i feel there is so much more to both life and love than just romantic love. But then i had my fill of romantic love during my reproductive years and i continue to have plenty of the other forms of love still.

The other day my heart broke for a younger friend of mine on another site. In response to a current media controversy regarding women's roles in the world she said "...some of us never get picked." She's intelligent, well informed and caring. She has a good sense of humor and while not a classic beauty is attractive and has a great smile that lights up her whole face. She did not seem bitter just wistful, pained.
 
In one of the many bits of synchronicity i've experienced lately. When i checked out another site a male friend had posted this poem, "Soulmates" by Alexander Lefler.

"It's impossible
said pride.
It's risky
said experience.
It's pointless
said reason.
Give it try
whispered the heart."

Despite my own path, i do recommend following one's heart, just be sure to keep in touch with brain and instincts.
 
I thought that, too. But a few years ago, Michelle figured I just needed a re-boot.

Surprise, surprise; it worked.
Frank, it almost never works the other way around. Men rarely make the same rescues as Michelle did for you. At least, I've never heard of it.
 
Frank, it almost never works the other way around. Men rarely make the same rescues as Michelle did for you. At least, I've never heard of it.
Yeah, I think you're right. Thinking about it, when an elderly man does it, it's often because he wants a caregiver....someone to cook, keep his place tidy, and wash his laundry, you know?
 
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Around 10 years ago I was at my dad's house. He was in his early 80's at the time and had been married to his second wife for a few years. I went to use the bathroom and noticed that there was a pill container on the sink so being nosey I looked and it was those special "blue pills". My first thought was "Good for you dad" but then I started to get a little jealous because he was he was having a lot more fun that I was.
 

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