Love ends, a loved one left me by his own decision or by the will of fate. And here I am, so experienced, with a baggage of knowledge, financial savings, in my prime, were left completely alone. I am not 20 or even 30 years old for a long time, I have taken place as a person, a mother, a professional, but there is no witness of my life left nearby.
What difficulties did I have to face with my experience?
At first it was difficult to get used to loneliness, because I was used to sharing everything with my husband - joint breakfasts, shopping trips, solving everyday problems, emotions, bodily pleasures. Now there is none of this, but I want tenderness, human warmth. One fine day, the thirst for love will overpower the fear of a new relationship - and I started a profile on this site. And then the fun begins.
This is some kind of joke: as a mature woman, starting all over again is stupid to giggle, sweat at the thought of the first kiss, painfully looking for a topic for conversation. The main thing is not to pass up at this moment, not to decide that I am too old for this vaudeville. Love is worth the candle, even if you have to take risks.