This is not advice for the love lorn or a sales pitch for relationship counseling resources. I have no advice to give and nothing to sell about finding love. Everyone approaches and experiences romantic relationships differently. This is my approach to romantic relationships in my senior nomad years.
I view romance as a game played between two people that requires a ball. Envision something like tennis or one-on-one basketball or soccer. The rules of the game are simple. There is only one ball. The ball is the exclusive property of one of the players. That player determines where, when, how and with whom the game will be played. I have never been that player. The ball always belonged to another player who controlled every aspect of the game.
Does my ballgame analogy of love sounds bleak and unfair? Well, life is bleak and unfair if you let it be. It didn’t seem unfair in my twenties and early thirties. There were many ball owners that I wanted to play with who wanted to play with me. However, their numbers precipitously declined in my late thirties and completely vanished by my 40th birthday. For the last thirty-five years, there have been no ball owners that I wanted to play with who wanted to play with me. The game was good while lasted but it’s game over for me.
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