From my experiences, dating in the senior years is not for the faint-of-heart.
I wasn't meeting Mr. Right, but I was meeting Mr. Wrong, Mr. Given-Up, Mr. Broke, Mr. Lying-Through-His-Teeth, Mr. Looking-for-a-Nurse, Mr. Looking-for-a-Purse, Mr. Still-Married-But-My-Wife-Doesn't-Understand-Me, Mr. I'll-Never-Trust-a-Woman-Again, Mr. My-Kids-Don't-Want-Me-To-Date-and-They'll-Throw-Every-Obstacle-In-The-Path, and several of their cousins.
I finally had a date with the right one and 14 years later, we're happily unmarried.
I sure hope I don’t encounter so many frogs before I find my prince. Oh and the kids don’t want me to date is real. Living it and I haven’t even got on a dating app yet. Sigh