When You Bury the Man You Love —

And then his family sues you…

Photo by Rhodi Lopez on Unsplash

Thirty years ago, I’d been divorced for almost ten years and I thought I was ready to start over. Back then there was no internet, no Tinder, no Match.com. I hated the bar scene — all married men. So I put an ad in the daily paper’s “In Search of…” — DDWF 40 in search of DDWM 40.