Did I Miss The Boat? Dating Over 40

Will my ship ever come in? What’s the point?

Joe Bee
4 min readSep 8, 2023

I met my life’s great love when I was a tender 19, a strawberry blonde sorority belle at LSU. She’d just snagged the title of Kappa Kappa Gamma’s Best New Pledge in ’02, so naturally, she had a bit of swagger.

I held onto her as my life depended on it, but my relationship rookie status, immaturity, and a penchant for wandering eyes drove us apart. In 2002, I knew what I had, and I let it slip through my fingers. Ever since, I’ve been chasing that same elusive feeling of true love, like a dog after its tail — always just out of reach.

It’s always grated on me, you know? The fact that I found “the one” when I was a love fetus, incapable of appreciating her properly. And now, we are, the middle-aged masses, waking up to the harsh reality that our romantic prospects resemble a ghost town. Did we miss the boat?

It’s almost like nature sorts us into two piles — the chosen ones who find love and the rest who seemingly missed the RSVP. Existence has always been binary — you make the cut or fade into the background. Nature won’t shed a tear if you’re in the latter category.

So, if that’s our fate, if we’re not among the anointed in the love department, is there any point in dating? Well, hang tight, folks. I’ve got…

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