I think it is really frustrating to start over after the loss of a particularly beloved spouse. My wife died nearly five years ago after 27 years of marriage. Almost immediately, many well-meaning friends suggested that I start looking for someone else in order to avoid long term grief. My sons even suggested trying out an online dating service. I wasn't so sure but finally I signed up for two dating services.
I was very honest and clear about what kind of relationship I was looking for and was very clear that I believed sexual intimacy was something that would have to evolve and that I was not interested in beginning a new relationship in that way. Frankly, I was looking to develop a friendship over common interests and was again clear that I believe friendship could evolve into a more loving relationship (a committed one, like the pig).
I was shocked at how few women were interested in this. Most of those who responded said they were looking for love, kind of like they were, I suppose, when they were teenagers. Needless to say, I stopped looking and started to realize that I may live my life alone until I am able to meet someone who doesn't want to move in with me, marry me, or commit to a sexual relationship with me until we both think the time is right.
Maybe this relates to the frustration Chachacha feels when she relates this as a moral issue. I think it is about morality too but I also think it’s a sign of the times that is really disturbing. Are we so lonely that we need to sacrifice everything for immediate and superficial intimacy or are we just deluding ourselves that sex is all we want? Or are we just a bunch of horny seniors?
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