Here’s an oldie but goodie I wrote for TODAY.com a couple of years ago. I can still relate. Can you?
Dating in your 50s isn’t all that bad. It’s getting naked that’s brutal.
I’m kidding. Sort of. The truth is by the time you turn 50, things do start to happen. And by things, I mean gravity starts to go all “Game of Thrones” on your body. Everything begins to drop, except your blood pressure and cholesterol, and you suddenly understand why Nora Ephron felt bad about her neck.
I feel bad about a lot of things, including the fact that I sometimes feel bad about my body. We’re supposed to love our bodies, embrace our “battle scars.” But I’ve been at war the last three years and I freely admit to having mixed feelings about the woman staring back at me in the mirror.
Read the full story here. Got a tip for dating after 50? Let’s hear it!
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Diane Mapes ... Single Shot Seattle 
I have been furiously googling dating advice for 50 somethings after recently ending yet another dead end relationship (lots of dates in between) asking myself…how did I get here?! 57 and alone. Part of me doesn’t want to give up on love (silly old bat). I love your humor and your battle stories! You make me feel like I am not alone out here and I find solace in that connection. I love the messages from your younger suitors. Hilarious and true. Why would I welcome the torture of comparing my body with that of a 22 year old ‘child’? My similar experiences just gave me the creeps. Get back in your sandbox young man and leave me be. The whole cougar thing escapes me. Plenty of guys my age don’t want chicks my age. Or when they do? They are furious if we don’t bed them by date #2. We are expected by date #2 to show how grateful we are that they agreed to date #2. That’s why I go Dutch – to avoid the whiny speech by the 50 ish dude. Nuzzling up to me…’What’s wrong with a little fun?” they murmur in my ear. I then make a gentle yet firm argument against intimacy on date #2. Then the hammer drops. If I don’t pay my way, they accuse me of trying to get free meals because of aforementioned rebuff. Yes! I admit it. You got me…I spent hours getting ready for date night, dieting all week…and working out so my butt doesn’t hit the floor…so I can have free chicken parmigiana and a glass of the house wine. It’s what I live for. Fabulous at Fifty, said Oprah? “Lots of time to catch up on my reading” is my less catchy version of dating in my 50’s. I will be checking out your other books!
Thanks so much for the comment and yes, the whole dating in your 50s thing is quite the madcap adventure. ; ) I don’t write about dating so much anymore, but I appreciate you checking out my books and the kind words about my stories. You can probably still find some of my old Single Shot columns on http://www.seattlepi.com if you’re interested. Or just google me and see what comes up!
Take care and good luck out there!
-d