I had a quest to find someone on line and I would receive emails from the singles sight I had joined from a gentleman who was way to old for me. I would tell him that while it was nice that he was interested in me I told him he was just much older than I was looking for. My bio had said I was looking for someone between 50 and 60. He understood but asked if he could just check in with me once in a while just to see how I was doing. I told him "of course, a person can't have to many friends."
So about once a month I would get an email from him just asking me how I was doing and that he thought of me often. He never bothered me or asked inappropriate questions or anything else, very much a gentleman.
He didn't have a picture though (which is never a good thing) and said he didn't have a camera but could borrow a friends.
By the way, normally my policy was that if you didn't have a picture (a recent pic) of themselves I was not going to respond to them. Truly I could care less what a person looks like but apparently I am the exception to that rule.
Only reason I wanted a current pic was to see who I was emailing.
He finally put a pic up and it was a side view and he was old that was for sure, but he wasn't ugly and he wasn't good looking either, the only thing that came to mind was old.
The months and years ticked by. Each month he emailed me and we got to know each other a lot better and were phoning each other and I was forgetting about the age difference.

In 2006 I was diagnosed with cancer. They found a lump under my right ear (lymphoma) and it was malignant. They did surgery and took off half the right side of my face and I looked like a freak!!! I said goodbye to everyone I was talking with because if this was serious I wasn't going to have anyone that cared about me still around. The doctors told me that my face would grow back in and I thought "Oh please!! Who you trying to kid! A face doesn't grow back in, I am going to look like this for the rest of my life!"
I had radiation for 6 weeks and didn't have chemo. I wouldn't have done chemo even if they said I needed it.
Anyway, everyone was a little taken aback by my attitude but that is how I wanted it. Everyone went by my wishes, EXCEPT the man I had been talking with for years. Joe wasn't accepting that and he told me he wanted to come down and be with me during this difficult time. I told him "no way!!! I look horrible, just horrible!" The only person I wanted to see me was my roommate, she had come back from San Diego to take care of me and I felt so bad about that as it was!
He was very hurt and said to me "but if you love someone then you want to go through the good and the bad together." I cried! This man, who never met me.....loved me, he never gave up on me, would never take no for an answer.
The surgery was in October of 2006. He wanted to come see me so badly. He said "look, if you don't like me or don't think we have a future together, no big deal, I will except that but I want to be with you and let you know I will never give up on you." So, I talked with my roommate and she said, "so just invite him for Thanksgiving, then he can go home after dinner." So I agreed and Joe came down for Thanksgiving. By the way, my face actually had started filling in, I still was hideous looking but not as bad as I was at first.
I was so nervous to meet him but he finally pulled up in his truck. I went outside and he gave me a great big bear hug and was genuinely so happy to see me. He wasn't much to look at, in fact he looked just like the cartoon character "Homer Simpson." That is ok though, because I look like "Jiminey Cricket" the old Walt Disney character so we were perfect for each other.
Anyway, he told me I was beautiful and you could tell he meant every word of it. He couldn't stop looking at me actually and it was very unnerving.
We hit it off immediately and for the rest of the day it was just pretty much the two of us even though there were ten other people there.
A year later we moved in together, and then on Aug 2nd, 2008 we were married. I was 55 and he was 64. We are very happy and this man, this man I met on line adores me. This man thinks I am beautiful without my teeth in, without my makeup on, with just sweats on, with my indention in my face. This man looks into my eyes and says "you are so beautiful, you take my breath away." We are very happy.