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Contributed by: Lois Silvia on 2/23/2006

I thought so. After all, I was 68 years old and hadn't been in the so-called bonds of marriage for more than 30 years. After two failed marriages and numerous lying, cheating, womanizing boyfriends, I wanted to find that illusive thing called love just one more time.

Seniors should be through with the dating game some say. Don't bet on it! Seniors don't need love, others claim. I can assure you we need and want it even more in our older years. Most of us don't like living alone, eating alone or even sleeping alone. But how to find that special someone at the age where you're even past the start of collecting Social Security? That's the question.

Take a look at the statistics. Men die at least 8 or 9 years before women do anyway and from my calculations of all the singles events I've been to, there's about one man to every ten women. Not great odds. How it got set up that way, I'll never know. But I'll bet it wasn't a woman that made that arrangement. She would've done a head count for gosh sakes. I just knew I wasn't crazy about the situation and figured there had to be a way to beat the odds.

Along came computer dating. Hooray and Hallelujah! Now why in the world would a woman in my stage of life do such a thing as computer dating? Wasn't I afraid I'd meet a serial killer? Uh huh. Wasn't I embarrassed that I had to resort to such tactics to find a companion? You bet. Didn't I think I would run into screwballs? Sure. Wasn't I afraid my children, grandchildren and great grandchildren would disown me? Absolutely. If they knew that is. I didn't tell them until I was well into the first year of it. Did all those things happen? And, yes. All except the serial killer and I took every precaution I felt was necessary to protect my well being - like meeting in public places. Letting friends know where I was going. Not letting the gentlemen know wher I lived until I trust them.

My two year journey to find love had some very interesting twists and turns. I decided the stories were too good not to put them into a book and I did just that. The book is called "Kissing the Wrinkled Frogs" and it details my sometimes funny, unusual, even scary at times, but always hopeful search for love.

I believed that real love, unconditional love, a man I could trust and believe in could be mine. It is said that fairy tales do come true, if you believe hard enough. Did I find the perfect mate? Did I find my frog and kiss him into a prince as the ancient story goes? Is there a Santa Claus? Yes, Virginia, I assure you there is. Read my book and you'll see. He even did the illustrations.

"Kissing the Wrinkled Frogs" can be ordered by contacting Lois at 772-221-9394, Barnes and Noble in Jensen Beach or at ebookstand.com.

By: Lois A. Silvia

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