Marriage After 60

If you’re like most people, you think about having a dream wedding and a happy marriage with a person that you truly love and adore. There’s nothing more beautiful than being committed to one person for the rest of your life…
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After my husband died, I continued to wear my diamond ring on my left hand for almost a year. Then I shifted it to the right hand where I wore it for many more months. I kept moving it back and forth – left hand for a few days…
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Over 50 and unmarried? You might be divorced, widowed, or perhaps never married. You likely at least have given marriage some serious thought. But… don’t most of them fail? Not so. You may have read that about half of marriages…
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I like affection. Maybe it’s my European heritage, but hugging, kissing, and public displays of affection have always been part of my life. I have never shied away from giving my wife a little kiss or cuddle in public!
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When we were first married, my husband would sit on the edge of our king-size bed every morning and circle my slim waist with his massive hands. Facing him, with a large toothed comb in one hand and globs of conditioner…
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Soon after my book was published, I attended a community luncheon. Several couples were seated at my table, and we introduced ourselves. After watching me for a few minutes, one wife suddenly exclaimed, “Oh, I saw your picture in Sunday’s…
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It takes more than love and determination to make a marriage work. People in successful marriages know that they have to compromise, accept a certain loss of independence, sacrifice some of their goals, and, more often than not, put the other person first. Read More

About five years ago, my husband approached me and asked me how I would feel about having his mother come live with us. We had only been married for about three years at that point, and she lived about 1200 miles away…
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Not so long ago, my husband of 34 years and I both turned 64. We got cards for each other with the iconic Beatles song that said, “Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I’m sixty-four?” I could not help but reflect on how we both survived. Read More

I woke up that fateful day in March to a panicked group of parents and co-workers. I work with kids on the autism spectrum and at 4 o’clock that morning, our county schools suddenly made the decision to close for two weeks…
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