Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I spent New Year's Eve with them, drinking the most expensive wine I've ever had. At one point, while he was tending to something, she bent over and whispered to me, "I've loved other men in my life. I loved my late husband. But I've never loved anyone like I love him."

So, they found their soul mates when they were about 80 years old. Life is long.

I think that's a very nice story, but I really want to point out that I think it's also more evidence that there is no "one" - that there can be many great loves - for each of us. I'd wager she'd have said the same thing about her 2nd husband, before she met husband #3.

Anonymous wrote:I spent New Year's Eve with them, drinking the most expensive wine I've ever had. At one point, while he was tending to something, she bent over and whispered to me, "I've loved other men in my life. I loved my late husband. But I've never loved anyone like I love him."

So, they found their soul mates when they were about 80 years old. Life is long.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I think real, mutual, lasting falling in love is actually not that common, so I think you're totally normal, OP.

Also, life is long. When I was in grad school, I lived with and cared for a wonderful elderly couple who were (relatively) healthy but wanted someone in the house to make sure they were okay, help with meals, drive them places, etc. It turned out to be one of the richest experiences of my life.

They both were widowed when they met, in their late 70s, early 80s. She had been divorced when young, then married (happily) again and raised a family, then widowed less than a year. He'd been happily married to one woman most of his adult life and raised a family, but was also now widowed. IOW, they'd both had long, fully, happy lives with a spouse and children.

They told me the tale of their courtship with such glee:

"I told him I couldn't see him for lunch. It was too soon. I wasn't ready to see other men."

"I told her, I'm coming for you at noon, whether you're ready or not!"

"I called off the wedding twice. I thought, what would people think?"

"So instead we were living in sin together!"

They were the most joyful people I've met. They laughed at everything. Between them, they'd had breast cancer, colon cancer, lung cancer, c-spine fracture, heart disease and more, but they just kept living--and laughing and loving. They traveled, had dinner parties, went to events, ate great food, and went to bed drunk and happy, holding hands, almost every night.

I spent New Year's Eve with them, drinking the most expensive wine I've ever had. At one point, while he was tending to something, she bent over and whispered to me, "I've loved other men in my life. I loved my late husband. But I've never loved anyone like I love him."

So, they found their soul mates when they were about 80 years old. Life is long.

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Thank you for sharing this story! Love it!

Anonymous wrote:I think real, mutual, lasting falling in love is actually not that common, so I think you're totally normal, OP.

Also, life is long. When I was in grad school, I lived with and cared for a wonderful elderly couple who were (relatively) healthy but wanted someone in the house to make sure they were okay, help with meals, drive them places, etc. It turned out to be one of the richest experiences of my life.

They both were widowed when they met, in their late 70s, early 80s. She had been divorced when young, then married (happily) again and raised a family, then widowed less than a year. He'd been happily married to one woman most of his adult life and raised a family, but was also now widowed. IOW, they'd both had long, fully, happy lives with a spouse and children.

They told me the tale of their courtship with such glee:

"I told him I couldn't see him for lunch. It was too soon. I wasn't ready to see other men."

"I told her, I'm coming for you at noon, whether you're ready or not!"

"I called off the wedding twice. I thought, what would people think?"

"So instead we were living in sin together!"

They were the most joyful people I've met. They laughed at everything. Between them, they'd had breast cancer, colon cancer, lung cancer, c-spine fracture, heart disease and more, but they just kept living--and laughing and loving. They traveled, had dinner parties, went to events, ate great food, and went to bed drunk and happy, holding hands, almost every night.

I spent New Year's Eve with them, drinking the most expensive wine I've ever had. At one point, while he was tending to something, she bent over and whispered to me, "I've loved other men in my life. I loved my late husband. But I've never loved anyone like I love him."

So, they found their soul mates when they were about 80 years old. Life is long.