Thank you for the compliment. Alas, you know time has taken its toll but it was fun while it lasted. Truth be told, my life is much fuller now and I am much happier. I wasn't very happy in those days, to be perfectly honest with you. I had any number of male friends and "relationships" but I was looking for a husband and someone who was willing to make a commitment. At 40, that can be challenging. I'll admit I was being very picky but also to be honest, one is (at that age) past your prime as far as many men are concerned. They want "younger stuff" for purposes of marriage. There were a lot of guys in my life, true, but finding a mate was elusive. The man I had been living with for the previous 10 years had died a number of years earlier and I was working as a staff nurse and then as a head nurse which was growing a bit tiresome, as well. Not much of a career if that is all you have. To be honest with you, looks or otherwise, my life was rather empty at that time and I did a whole lot of traveling and other things all by myself.
Eventually, I decided that there was never going to be anyone lasting in my life, so I stopped looking. I resigned myself to spending the rest of my life alone and worried about what I would do after my parents died. Then I'd REALLY have no one in my life. I had my own home and they would visit me a lot, esp in the summer. So, I enrolled in graduate school full time and threw myself into that, full time (still worked part time also to pay the bills). No (committed) men for me it seemed BUT at least I would have a career. Made sense, no? Being a staff nurse and head nurse was not going to cut it. I'd better get something else career-wise. So what happens. The very same month I enroll in grad school (age 42), I meet my future husband and now I have to juggle school, relationship, and what not. Life worked out, after all. I just had to be a bit patient.