I was 46 and my husband was 50. We moved here 2 years later when he was 52 and I was 48. In hindsight, I was too young to move here. Everyone on my street by the Lopez was way older than me and we didn't have much in common. I was very lonely. 7 years later, people have moved away, passed on, etc. New people have moved in and I've made new friends at work. So not so bad now.
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