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Changing classroom between seminars, I catch sight of a reflection in a swing glass door. Certainly, as I age, I find the disparity between how I feel on the inside and how I look on the outside grows ever greater. It’s scary heading for senior citizenship in a society that places so much premium on being young, in which women of my age are invisible — unless, of course, they happen to be called Meryl Streep, Helen Mirren or Joan Collins.
Looking back at me, though, is not a fresh-faced young student, but an elderly woman. Some days I feel 20; others 35; on a bad day, perhaps 50. Unlike for our mothers’ generation, there’s no road map for being a woman of 60-plus today.
In tow will be some of the people I love most: my sister and brother-in law, my son and his girlfriend, and my partner.These days, nothing means more to me than friends and family.I’ll do my best to glam up for the occasion, and am hoping my partner will notice — as he usually does.They’re getting on with life as best they can, but it’s not a prospect they relish.Some of those who were abandoned by their spouses are bitter; some who did the dumping are beginning to regret it; while those who have found new partners (me included) are counting their lucky stars.