Just for giggles........Alurra71 said:Actually, we have not received very many negative comments, at least not to our faces or within ear shot. He doesn't necessarily look his age either, so that does help.
There was one incident when we went to get my name and information onto his bank account so it became 'our' bank account. The teller thought it was nice that his daughter would accompany him. When he said, this is my wife, I thought that poor girl was going to die! It was absolutely hysterical and hubby and I just laughed about it because the look on her face said way more than either of us could've come up with anyhow. It was funny though. To this day (10 months later) she STILL turns bright red when either he or I walk into the bank. I still just giggle about it.
I do think for the most part, it is more 'acceptable' to people once you reach a certain age anyhow. And geographically speaking, I am a US citizen, he Canadian, so I think it is more common around here.
I am not bothered by our age difference, and neither is he, because neither of us see an 'age' when we look at each other, but I sometimes worry what others might think, like I'm a gold digger or something of that nature. Hubby tells me all the time to not worry about what others think. He knows better and he knows that I love him and not what he can 'give' me so it matters not what anyone else thinks or decides. If they pass judgement upon us without knowing us then it is their loss, not ours.
@ CandianJeepGuy: I would say I have to agree for the most part about generational differences being a hold up, but for Hubby and I, for whatever reason, we compliment one another even though he was able to be at a bar drinking on the day I was born. We have so much more in common than not, but that could be because most who know me class me as an 'old soul'. I rarely get along with folks my own age as they drive me batty a lot with the immaturity! LOL
My dad looks much younger than he is. I also have a brother that is 13 years younger than me. Once the 3 of us were at the grocery. I was 16, my brother was 3, and my dad was..... 42? The cashier told us we had a lovely little boy.
Gross. Ya know, cuz that's my father. Ew ew ew ew ew.