Excerpt from Chapter 2 of my book:"First of all, I have to tell you, I never imagined I’d be on the dating circuit again in my forties. I honestly believed I would be living out the rest of my life in a perfect marriage with the man of my dreams. Unfortunately that “dream” didn’t take long to turn into a nightmare! I’ll spare you the gory details, but I will say this: Ladies, be careful what you pray for in your desperation to get married by a certain age. Remember, you can do bad all by yourself.Obviously, my idea of dating is a lot different now as a woman pushing fifty compared to when I was in my twenties. Back in the day, I tried to keep my social calendar filled. I had no problem going out with different guys, sometimes more than one in a night, and partying until the break of dawn.Although variety was the spice of my life, I had to have the right kind of man for the occasion. He had to be respectfully employed and make more money than me. Yes, I knew some very handsome drug dealers who were rolling in the big bucks and other charming men of ill-repute who had deep pockets but, as a broadcast journalist, I didn’t want to be put in a position to have to report about them on the news.My guy also had to be able to carry on an intelligent conversation about any subject, rock my world in the bedroom, enjoy working out (and have the physique to prove it), and appreciate my knowledge of sports. Because my job required me to make numerous public appearances, I had to insist on being in the company of a man who would make me look even better.That was then..."To find out the rest of my story about dating after 40, please pick up a copy of my book: "Whatever! A Baby Boomer's Journey Into Middle Age." Available on amazon.com and barnes and noble.
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