The days dragged by, lonely and empty. I read, watched television and tried to retain some sense of self, but I missed my husband so much that I found myself sinking deeper and deeper into a dark pit of depression.
Vicky noticed the depth of my melancholy and suggested I try an online dating site. "You could find someone to talk to, and maybe you'd feel better," she told me.
In my naivete, I posted my actual age of 82, but quickly learned that the cut-off age for a desirable woman seemed to be 80.
The men who were not scared away by my real age sent some interesting messages. Some asked whether 'all my parts still worked.' Others asked about my finances.
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