I turned 40 in my hometown, Dallas, 5 yrs ago. I had been divorced over 4 yrs with no prospects for a long-term relationship. I was a bit nervous about being single and 40...I had truly hoped to be deep in a relationship by that age.
The following summer, I met a great guy from No. VA, near DC, & decided to move my son & I up there. It was a no-brainer move...my sister is in NYC and my son's aunt, uncle and cousins live in No. Va. Greg & I dated 2 yrs. He was the first "older" guy I dated since high school, being 9 yrs older than me an all. Had good times together but I realized the relationship was in limbo & would remain in such state indefinitely unless I did something. So we broke up. At 42 I found myself single again, but hopeful I would meet someone who wanted to be with me as much as I wanted to be with him. So the dating saga began....
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