Technically, marriage is the grave of love. I've been divorced for five years.

I followed your advice and returned to this site. I could not login from Canada so I had to create a new name/Personna. I was formerly Wango bango

In September, 1966, I ambled up to a girl. By 1967 I started to trot, then to sprint. In 1969 the marathon began.
They say the first 100 years are the hardest ......

I am not even getting out of my chair for that garbage , let aside a marathon , no thank u
16 yrs and counting living alone w my boys ( dogs ), and I have to say , I can barely tolerate Me , I can’t imagine trying to make my self likable and tolerable to anyone else again . No . F this . I can put up w dinner and talk once in awhile . Bed if the talk went great . At all cases , pls leave when the sun is rising . I have no energy left for negotiating life
I will die alone , and merry Xmas . And that’s great news to me

I will never marry again. Shack up maybe, but as I don't know how to meet eligible males I don't see that happening.