On another note, two years is not much of a difference.
We as humans should be civilized enough to understand that love is love, And we all should support that.
When it comes to the subject of love we always hope that there are no real significant barriers to its success.
In our hearts, if not in our heads, we’re convinced that love will always trump practical concerns such as money, social class, race and even gender. And what about age as it relates to older women involved with younger men?
Fortunately, that’s changing as more older-woman and younger-man couplings make headlines.
Actress Robin Wright, 47, is engaged to fellow actor Ben Foster, 33.
(I take nothing more seriously than WI-FI.) After constantly annoying my landlords with “My Internet is off” messages – they sent the guy over who does their business’ Internet.
Because of this, I was drawn to people like my best friend, who was dynamic and bold.
I had just moved into a studio flat, and the WI-FI I shared with my landlords next door was driving me nuts.
We were still at an age where our parents insisted on treating us like children. Once again, she was treating me like a child, someone unable to make her own decisions. It didn't seem like such a big deal, as my best friend was doing nothing sneaking around to be with her boyfriend. Suddenly, I wasn't that scared, invisible girl anymore, watching from the sidelines. I remember it was a gorgeous fall day, crisp and cool, and the first time I'd had Brie cheese and red wine. All I had was my instinct and discomfort — a bad gut feeling. When I write novels, there is always a clear trajectory: the beginning, middle, climax, and end. In the initial years following, I never really talked about this with anyone other than my high school girlfriends and various therapists.
How wonderful it felt to have an "adult" who valued our opinion; thought we were not just cute but interesting. I was wearing a Bundeswehr tank top I'd gotten at an Army supply store and faded jeans, a thrift shop crucifix around my neck. But as we sat there together in the sunshine, the wine buzzing my head, I suddenly felt … With real life, however, and memory especially, it is harder to keep things so neat and organized. In the first, I snuck out of the house with a guy friend who lived down the street. My friend came back, we went home and I slid back into my bed. The second incident I remember happened when he was giving me a ride home. As I got older, however, the more I realized that my experience was not an uncommon one.
Though men have been enjoying May-December romances forever, women haven’t been afforded the same freedom necessarily.
Culturally, the older woman/younger man dynamic is perceived as an oddity, or a fluke.