In Search of the Missing Tingle
The search for The Tingle does not have an expiration date. My mother was widowed after 47 years of marriage. Recently she went on a blind date for the first time in 50 years. She was nervous, excited and, like my 15-year-old daughter, obsessed with what to wear. When I called the next day for a debriefing she said, “He was completely nice.” I could hear the hesitation in her voice. “But?” I asked. “I just wasn’t physically attracted to him,” she replied, with a disappointed sigh. She wanted The Tingle.
PS: G.’s date? She felt it big time. Now she’s in that insomniac anxious haze of wondering if he feels The Tingle, too. Some things never change. Thank God.
So what do you guys think? Is holding out for The Tingle worth the risk of ending up alone? Or is it just another road block to finding a good relationship?
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Ah, the eternal question, am I 'settling' or should I hold out? I was widowed at 36 and, and after a few 'serious relationships that did not pan out, at 51, I did not expect to find even a guy that I really really liked, much less had The Tingle for. But lo and behold, after a long dry spell during which I came close to renouncing dating altogether, I met a man and let me tell you, the Tingle is there in spades. He's not quite what I envisioned in other ways, but somehow at 51, what seemed so important in a man, isn't, since the core qualities are stellar. So, it can happen, keep the faith and ask yourself whether it's better to be on your own than with a nice guy who is a big yawn in the physical department..
