In the game of love, those of us in our 60s are late bloomers or rebloomers. The world of Geezerville, whether that space be in a senior citizen complex or the public library, there has come outrageous flirting.
I had been so obvious in the North Haven Public Library in Connecticut that a fellow geezer gently but unambiguously informed me that he had a significant other. For some of us, this art of flirting has been newly cultivated. As a teenager and young adult I was too self conscious and insecure to reach out for romance. One man did reach out to me and we did become engaged but I was not strong enough or socially skilled enough to carry that off.
Today, to get to this stage in life we had to get busy on our unfinished business. Through cognitive therapy, lots of time on the cushion in the Buddhist temple, and brutal bouts of feeling apart from, I got the knack of socializing with an eye toward romance.
Unattached men 60+ are also seeking the adventure of being thrown out of their comfort zone by Cupid's bow. This time around they have left the Mr. Man ego behind and seem to approach women as worthy of their full attention.
In this new year may many of us 60+ find our soulmates. As we age there's a lot to sort out and it's a bonus to have a loving person to sort that out with.