Dating men 20 years older
He was a Tunisian journalist coming to Cairo to start a new job, and he wanted my advice about neighborhoods and rents. A few days after he arrived, he asked if I’d like to get together. In the meantime, I checked out his Facebook profile and realized that he was much younger than me.
Based on the scant information I saw, I couldn’t devise any calculation that would get him out of his 20s.
I’m well aware that one day he may want children and that living with two kids who aren’t his might become more than he wants to deal with.
But over the 10 months we’ve been together, his assurances have quieted my neuroses.
Imagine my surprise then when, over beers, I casually mentioned my kids and was immediately overcome by the desire to pull the words back into my mouth.
She told me she never thought my marriage was the end of my story.
She liked my husband, she explained, but he and my married life never quite fit with the person she’d known me to be. I think the convention-busting girl I was in my premarital 20s may have had it right.
Instead, I chose to relocate with my two young sons to a country in turmoil, arriving on the bloodiest day in its modern history. 14, 2013, the day Egyptian forces killed more than 700 civilian demonstrators — including a British journalist who had been a guest at a dinner party I’d thrown — I moved to Egypt.
While looking for peace there may sound insane, for me, the move was a lifesaver.