Searching for My Second Chance at Love
Separated and dating, I was more than ready to find my second chance at love.
I was on the hunt for men of quality.
But now I had a new problem.
How as I ever going to meet someone at this stage of life, in my mid-40’s, while working from home?
So more than 20 years ago, although internet dating was in its infancy, I dived headlong into the wild, wild west of on-line dating.
Men outnumbered women. So, as you might imagine, I had my pick.
Internet Dating in the 20th Century
When I wrote my first dating profile, you couldn’t attach a photo. Even if you wanted to. We were decades away from swiping right or left, that’s for sure!
I emailed those precious photos as attachments. I even sent photos by snail mail.
But, only after lengthy email exchanges and phone calls to determine the authenticity of my match.
I took painstaking care to interview each potential match to within an inch of his life.
I knew it was my responsibility to determine whether he was legit. Not some computer savvy, demented stalker or serial killer that would end my dating escapades once and for all.
Once he passed my intense scrutiny, I would only consent to meet him in a very public place. Like a hotel lobby or a museum.
Ten Years Later… Still Single…
In 2006, still single, still dating online and still hopeful, I was absolutely certain my man was somewhere out there.
I was also certain he was not in Los Angeles, where I had been living for the last 25 years.
In LA, men thought a women 20 years younger was just the right age for a perfect match. No. Thank. You. I was not about to date men my father’s age.
Remember that old saying: If you do what you’ve always done, you’ll get what you’ve always got.
Drastic action was required if I hoped to change my prospects.
I did my research. I wasn’t messing around.
The Coast to Coast Move
After 25 years in Los Angeles, I made the life-changing decision to move to the Washington, DC metro area.
Since I worked from home, my business was easily transportable.
I had dates lined up before I even arrived.
My dating life took off in an exhilarating direction. To my great relief and satisfaction, as my research indicated, men in the Mid-Atlantic were open to dating women their own age.
Nothing could deter me from working the odds of internet dating.
I knew my guy was out there.
Would the Stars Align?
This much I knew
- If it were possible for other women to fall in love and marry thanks to internet dating, why not me?
- Giving up was not an option.
- If I had to kiss more frogs, bring ’em on.
- I had stamina!
Throughout the years, I never lost faith in the potential of internet dating.
To say nothing of the fact that it was my only realistic option. I rarely ever met eligible men in the course of my day-to-day life.
And, lo and behold, in the end,the stars aligned.
I finally did meet the man who became my second husband.
Where?
ONLINE. Of course!
Where did you meet your second husband? How long did it take you to know he was the one?
Following my stepfamily journey? Check out Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 5.
