This is my mom’s last living uncle - her dad’s baby brother. He’s 72, his intended is 71, & they both live in a ‘gated community’ type place in New Smyrna Beach, Florida.
He was married for a good number of years & had three girls & a boy. Eventually, his wife (my great-aunt) developed emphysema. She passed away about, oh, five years ago, maybe. My uncle’s fiancee is also widowed, actually. We (my parents, sister & I) met his fiancee when we stopped by his place this past January, as we’d taken a vacation down that way. He’d hinted to us (heavily, I’d say) that marriage might be in the cards, but didn’t give specifics.
So yeah, he proposed on Valentine’s Day & she accepted. The details are being worked on, says his e-mail to us.
I don’t think his children (all in their 30’s & 40’s) are particularly pleased, but I reckon they’re gonna have to get used to it. I can’t blame them too much, I s’pose; I think I’d probably be a bit resentful if my mother died & my father eventually decided to re-wed. Hopefully, though, they’ll grow more comfortable with the idea. I mean, at least he’s found someone to be with again.
We should all be so lucky.