I never thought I’d ever consider marrying – that marriage bells would ring for me. And at my age of 62 I could not imagine another huge life change. But then I had left 37 years of life connected to the church, had tried out a couple of administrative jobs, and finally landed as a life and spirit coach. Embracing change had always been difficult for me, but once I started I knew I had to be open to whatever good thing came next. So here I am, marrying, moving to Florida, and starting a totally new life.
I had long hoped to meet a man I could settle down with as a companion, friend, and intimate. And had all but given up. Most of the men I met had a lot of unresolved emotional baggage, or were focused on their children and grandchildren, or viewed me as a counselor, or simply were emotionally defensive and unavailable. I also met a lot of gay men who, unlike myself, had the ready cash (or credit limits) to dine out constantly and to take lots of trips.
