I'm on my second time around. It's just like Frank Sinatra sang about. The first time, I married my high school sweetheart. We were married for 19 years. I was single again for 5 years when I met my 2nd husband. We dated (or whatever you call it at this age) for about 7 years before we got married. We didn't rush into this by any means. We are going on our 5th year in a couple of months. It really is different the second time. We are each other's best friend. I think that is so important. We have a lot of communication, we laugh a lot, and we enjoy each other's company. (He also cooks, cleans and does the grocery shopping ) Life doesn't get any better than that. I did all that the first time around.

But, I am cooking Thanksgiving dinner. Every once in a while I revert to June Cleaver, but it never lasts.
Louisa