Not a Man-Hater
By Annie Weissman
I got feedback from someone in Munds Park, asking if I was a man-hater. I am not a man-hater. I love men individually and as a group. My three sons are probably my favorite men in the world. I rue the fact that I have only a few male friends. And I certainly miss having a special man in my life.
When I spend time with men they give me a different perspective. That’s a good thing since almost all my friends are women. I tend to do different activities with men. My women friends never ask me to golf, go listen to music, or dance. A few women friends will go to Suns or Mercury games, but I’d go to more if I had a guy to go with.
I especially miss the cuddling and intimacy of a special relationship with a man. My dog Sparky does unconditionally love me, but he can’t comfort me in the same physical way a man can. So why aren’t I dating? I don’t have the emotional energy to date. It takes confidence to put yourself out there, even on the Internet. And it takes emotional reserves to deal with the rejection. If I were to happen to meet a fellow I think I would be able to handle it, but the hunt just seems overwhelming now.
Why? My son, age 21, has come home. He still needs parenting, though I’m optimistic this will only be required for a year. I’m sure there are plenty of single seniors who are dealing with adult children who are not yet ready to be independent. Sometimes they come back after a bad marriage, or they can’t get a job, or they have ISSUES.
ALERT: I have a part in the upcoming Pinewood Players’ production of “Leading Ladies.” Buy a ticket and watch me kiss a guy on the lips!