The May/November Relationship – IT WORKS FOR ME!!!

Definition-

Relationships with age disparity of all kinds have been observed with both men and women as the older or younger partner. In various cultures, older men and younger women often seek one another for sexual or marital relationships.[7] Older women sometimes date younger men as well,[8] and in both cases wealth and physical attractiveness are often relevant. -Citing- Wikipedia’s definition!  Please refer to the definition that I am often referred to –

Trophy wife is an informal term for a wife, usually young and attractive, who is regarded as a status symbol for the husband, who is often an older and wealthy “sugar daddy“. The term trophy husband is the male equivalent.

Referring to a spouse as a trophy wife usually reflects negatively on the character or personality of the husband, and has a connotation of narcissism and desire to impress others, and that the husband would not be able to attract the sexual interest of the attractive woman but for his wealth or position. Again citing Wikipedia…..

Now that the definitions are out-of-the-way, on to tonight’s blog…..

My husband is fifteen years plus my senior. He is not the Father of my children, but is the Father figure to all.  I would be foolish if I were to be embarrassed or give any of these terms any substance.  I suppose in some relationships they are true. This is not the case for us.  I was and am successful in my own right before marrying the good Doctor that saved my life!  I am honored to share what I have learned.

I have learned that it is much better to be married to a grown up.  I have learned that due to my disease, and being forced to age mentally older than natural, that men my own age not only bored me, but did not have the same drive for success and self-worth that I had.  I had grown tired of coming home to a grown man playing video games and smoking pot while I did all the work with the children, house, and still completing my education.  As I have said in earlier blogs, I had longed for a partner, someone who would love me, cherish me, lust after me, romance me, surprise me, remember my Birthday, anniversaries, and make special occasions, SPECIAL.  I dreamed of a man who would do anything just to see me smile.  I did not dream of fancy vacations, fancy jewelry, fine art work, a fancy car or anything like these things.  I had already obtained a career, a stipend of money to call my own, and most importantly freedom.  So, given all of this, Why did I decide to marry this brilliant man?

Persistence.  Most men, if they do not get what they want after a period of time, give up or either stray until the woman he really wants gives in.  Mine never did either.  He chased me, he had patience with me, he took on the baggage of three children, he cared enough for me to realize I was ill, and fought for the answers. He was not perfect, he had flaws like anyone else, but his honor always shined bright and simply would not accept “NO” for an answer.  So, July 12  2009 after three years of dating, two and half years after being presented with an almost 3 carat diamond brilliant solitaire ring, we were married by our best friend, a wonderful judge at our country club.  The greatest day of my life, finally being given away by my Father (step-father in legal terms, but Daddy ALWAYS in my terms).

Marriage is hard.  Especially in the May/November relationship!  Different interests, different generations of what is acceptable and what is not, different child rearing, different personalities, different sexual interests, different outlooks on the remainders of our lives (retirement, thinking of end points and what must be done, investments, etc.) are so very different.   I feel like a princess every day of my life, I love my life, I love my step-children as if they were my own.  I have a great time with them,  I am a young grandmother of two boys.  My youngest son, Carter, 15, perhaps the luckiest of all.  He has had the benefit of seeing hard work, success, and two parents that enjoy each other very much!  He loves his natural Father, but he adores his step-father.  They hunt, fish, golf, share, laugh, and really enjoy each others company without the latest video game!

That’s all I can legally say…..Until next time…..

The Mask of the Doctor’s Wife

Author: Stephanie Carter Taylor

Small business owner since 2003. Trying to achieve great health and overcome adversity! Recently I was told to take a year off from physician marketing consulting, to work on my health goals. I really had no intention of following this advice, with a survivor mentality, and a hard head, I did not start making changes until my visit to the Neurologist. His words rocked my world, and I am writing about that experience. As life always happens, this is when I landed the book deal. These blogs are the first step in marketing. They automatically go to Twitter and Facebook, and email if you sign up. Leave me your comments and ideas, they are directly emailed to me, or click on the blogger Facebook page to leave public comments!

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