I love the old men.

So what of it?

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When I was 19, I fell in love with a man 31 years my senior. And he loved me back. We lived together for two-and-a-half years and stayed close until his death at 83 last year. I left him because I wanted to have children some day. Also because in truth I was in awe of him. I felt I could never quite get my feet under me while with him. He was gifted, an artist. He was sexy and handsome. He was ethical…