Older Love

Lovely to hear that juneh. Some people don't get that sort of love once let alone twice, maybe you are just a loveable person.

I was 56 when my husband of 30 years became ill and died after 2 years of illness he was 57. I was alone for 3 years and then began to realise how I missed that close loving relationship I'd had with him.
I went onto internet dating which was very scary indeed and found my now lovely husband.
Being with someone you love whether it be 30 plus years or five years like me is the best form of companionship. What nicer than to be able to lean on each other for friendship, companionship, sex and know that you have this to grow old with. When we met we were both 60 and 60+ and have found something we never ever could have expected.

Stansgran sorry, you can tell I'm not a gin drinker. If you were nearer I'd offer you a G&T as I always keep a bottle in for my sister, it doesn't go off does it?

It's the shape of the bottle. I think I will save an empty and fill with decent stuff. Good thinking there OGM

Galen
Stansgran totally agree about the mascara (doesn't come out of housekeeping, by the way).
Nothing nastier than bog standard ANYTHING.... try soaking off the labels and substituting.
No good at chucking anything Galen even chucking bread for the birds it often ends up in next door's garden (luckily no old git living there!)

I used to find throwing things helped.it didn't work after he learnt that if he stood still he was safe

Have you thought of wailing loudly and a few theatrical sobs, not real tears so bad for the mascara! might help. My problem is gin. I like Plymouth and I have taste buds whereas he used to smoke. This gin has now gone up to £27 in S'bury's and so DH decided I could try the taste the diff. one c.£14. I thought it was pretty horrid and have been surreptitiously pouring it down the sink- the sink is now very clean. We have moved on to M&S bog standard. Quite grim. To cap it all I totted up the beer bottles in the recycling box- at three for £5 there were fifteen bottles for one week whereas one bottle of gin lasts a month unless one of his gin drinking friends arrives......I feel like a female Spock when faced with male logic. It keeps me amused.

Stansgran I've tried that, it was a dismal failure. He didn't stick to the list (pots and kettles come to mind!!!) and bought what he called 'impulse buys' (forbidden to me , of course!) lots of bars of chocolate (I don't eat chocolate) and triple quantities of things that he likes which were then ceremoniously deducted from 'housekeeping'.

OGM we can't be sharing aDH as mine is also away this week. My problem was solved when he retired and was given the Weekly Shop as his job. The list is detailed minutely and he checks the freezer and fridge. I was always a proactive shopper he is reactive so I use him being away to stock up on things which I hide in the garage. Hate running out of things especially gin or tonic. It's worth it cos my tummy lurches when I see him.

All I can say is - to those blessed with the happy and loving relationship we all presumably wish to have, keep it going and best wishes to you. To those sadly no longer in that position - never give up hope there is someone for everyone, perfectly matched, out there somewhere, the hard part of course is meeting them. And finaly to those like me resigned to a life alone whether it be by choice or by circumstance - life has an uncanny way of testing our resolve but I do think humans were designed to share.

Oldgreymare I can identify with much that you say !

Perhaps some of us were just lucky to find the right person at the right time. DH was my one and only blind date, when I was 19, he proposed to me 12 days later and that is the only time he has ever done anything in a hurry! We had very little in common at the time and still have different opinions on many things so love is the only explanation for the success of our marriage. We have grown together in so many ways and now share a lot of interests.

We love each other and are happy to show that wherever we happen to be.

It is good to see so many others who have been as fortunate as us.

DH follows me around a super market like the albatross around the ancient mariners neck! He has a naturally loud voice and bombards me with questions and comments:
Why are you buying THAT?
Have you checked the freezer?
I'm sure we have loads of that already!
Do we really need that?
Don't forget I shan't need feeding this week!
Then, had the nerve to ask for a contribution from 'housekeeping' as I wouldn't need so much with him away.....
Needless to say I declined (politely) and am now enjoying the P&Q......
Phew!

I remember my (paternal) grandparents were like this. Met as teenagers, married at least 5 years later in 1904, sweethearts until the 1960s when she died..........lovely people.

JO8 trust you to think the couple were weird rather then in love! Have enjoyed all your comments. MrsJamJam thank you for your message about not giving up hope - I often joke by saying if I met anyone he'd have to be rich,old,one foot in the grave and the other on a banana skin with no family! However, it is only a joke, knowing me I'd fall for someone quite ordinary just as long as he can make me laugh and doesn't mind someone who loves walking and is a huge bookworm

I have been with DH since I was 17, we will celebrate 50 years together on July 1st. He has always been demonstrative but I tend not to encourage him when we are doing the shopping.

I sense some terrific love stories on here. HMH yours in particular! 12 and 14!!! Sounds a bit like the couple in last Tango in Halifax, but they lost each other for 60 years, then met up via facebook. Maybe your story is their 'might-have-been.'

As for me - married 46 years and always hold hands in public. No kissing though!

I met my husband when I was twelve years old, and he was fourteen. We have been very happily married for forty two years. I would definitely give him a kiss and a cuddle in front of the family or anyone for that matter because I love him so much.

I just love to see it. I may be a sentimental old fool but I still remember the affectionate times I have had in the past so to see a couple in love and only having eyes for each other then that rates very highly in my book. Sadly my love was betrayed and has left me atouch scarred but I can still see the value of faithful love. Flower I applaud your honesty and hope you continue feeling as you do for your husband until eternity, It's good to hear and as for the couple in question - how nice is that, if only we were all blessed with a relationship as theirs. Something to aspire to perhaps? And why not!

57 years married-hope we make it to 60, and beyond. My tummy still gives a lurch when I see him walking down the road coming back from some project or other, I love him dearly. What would I do without him- he makes the endless cups of tea!

Harrigan

I must admit to being totally still very much in love with my DH. We do have niggles but I absolutely adore him and still fancy him after 34 years. We hold hands and I do give him a kiss now and then in public. Nothing too sloppy but if I feel like giving him a kiss I see no reason not too.

I think that couple sound delightful. They seem so much in love. Good on them!

I stood behing aa couple in Sainsbury's who were being 'naggy' with each other. When it was my turn I said 'I though they were going to have a domestic' the cashier said that at least 50% of 'the old ones' argue! I don't take mine shopping!!

Oh God Harrigran! My DH just gets huimself over and lets me fend for myself!

Well, he does say "come on then" but I don't trust to that.

We've been married fortysomething years (can't remember exactly at the mo). Last time I felt like snuggling up to him was in my early forties, a pre-menopausal thing. You know how women get "hot for it" at that age. I guess it's nature's last go at getting another child out of you.

I'm definitely not "in love". Like petallus I suppose I love him. And vice versa. Wouldn't want to be without him, and that must mean something. Whatever!

I think that couple sound weird!

We manage to avoid supermarket rows by not going shopping together.

DH always holds my hand, that way he can drag me across the road when there is a gap in the traffic.