Age differences.

Several years ago, I dated a man who was 19 years older than me. I was 18, he was 37. He was a great guy, and my family really liked him. We eventually split up, but on very friendly terms. It wasn’t that we hated each other. Not at all. It wasn’t so much the actual age difference, either. It was the life experience difference. He was very worldly. I was an ignorant wench just out of high school. It was a lot of fun, really.

If I were single, and meeting that guy now for the first time, the relationship would work. I’ve got a buttload of experience now. Things would be really different. And I think it would still be just as much fun.


Cristi, Slayer of Peeps

I made my husband join a bridge club. He jumps next Tuesday.

(title & sig courtesy of UncleBeer and WallyM7!)

There’s nothing at all wrong with an age difference of any amount, provided both parties understand the complications that can or may arise. (Others have gone into them, so I won’t bother.) If both of you are willing to make allowances for these complications, then go for it.

As for what other people think…who cares? It’s your life–follow your own mind and heart, and let the narrow-minded stew.