But was I really? Was I glad to be an olderwoman? Such a simple question...and one I asked myself every day...and everyday the answer was a resounding...YES!I'm not saying I was completely without my doubts or my bad moments. Abad moment is being stuck cleaning up the kitchen while your teenagestepson (who is only a couple years younger than you) gets ready to meethis friends or go on a date. Despite my fantasies of wanting to be anolder woman, housework didn't qualify. I mean don't get me wrong!. She laughed at that instance. She again asked that why no one had married to her till now or no one even proposed her till. I was just giving her words of trust and said its their bad who was not marrying you. Then thought lets make that special for her..so asked whether she was free to spent some good time with me. She nodded to yes then I just turned the bike and we went in decent Hotel to have lunch. After doing lunch we went for Gate Way Of India there we boarded on board . I was telling. ”Beth said, “You are prepared! Is that part of being a Christian?”“Not necessarily. Mom and Dad taught me to under-spend and over-save. They’ve always put money away for rainy days. I guess that’s why I do it. Dad always taught me to tithe ten percent and save ten percent. They live on the eighty percent left.”“Wow! That takes discipline. Do they do it on the gross or the net after taxes.”I smiled. “I’ve heard Dad answer that question. He said that, until you tithe on the net, it doesn’t matter. Then the stars aligned, my wife went to visit her parents in the states, so I told him, and he said he worked for an airline and could get down for free and get a hotel room.It was put up or shut up time! He arrived two days later around 11am so I took lunch early and told the guys I'd be late coming back. I got to the hotel and went to his room. I was so nervous I almost chickened out, but I knocked. This older short guy in his fifties answered, he was wearing silk pajamas and has a.