I am 52. My wife is 26, soon 27. We met when I was 49 and she was 23.
We both look 10 years younger than we are (My mom was many times being asked if she is my sister, lol). Well, for me it is great to appear like 40. Not so much for my wifey when some people think she is 17 or 18.
I met her when my relationship with my ex-wife (now 43 yo) of 18 years was already not working anymore. I was still together with my ex only because of our son.
I fought it with claws and jaws. I told myself this is never going to work out (well, now it is 3 1/2 years, 14 month of these we are married now and our first baby (another boy) is on its way. She is 7 month pregnant now. So it wil be boy number three (She brought a now 8 y/o with her and I have a 14 y/o boy who is often with us but lives with his mum in Bavaro).
That she came into my life was the best what ever happened to me. I was bitter, angry and just kept going on because of my son. She literally gave me my life back.
We are over 3 years together now and I mean together. There was not a single day in this time I was not with her. Heck, not even more than a 3 hour period or something like that. We even work together (from home). We shop together, we do everything together (OK. I still go to pee alone...
). We share the same interests (Yeah, I know, not only The Walking Dead series
). We like the same TV series, the same movies. We workout together in our home gym. We love to check out the restaurants in SD, to explore the island on weekends and being with our kids. She does not like to drink or going out alone.
She is a great cook, a chef (She cooks Mexican, Mediterranean, German, you name it - she tries a lot from the Gourmet channel or other recipes and never fails). She always wanted to become a chef in her "youth".
Well, I could go on and on. I know not everybody has that much luck as I have with my wife.
But, I would not say anymore that age matters that much as I was prone doing in the past. It just doesn't matter when real love is involved, when you have many interests in common, when you speak the same language (!!!!) and when there is not a big difference in where you come from (we both come from (upper) middle class upbringings).
And no, you won't find a woman like that in a tourist bar or such. I was not looking, I just stumbled over here and it happened...
Happy Sunday!