There is always hope…

Before beginning this journey, I will give you a little background to my life over the last few years. I have essentially been living on my own for five years, and divorced for the last two.

The plan had been for myself and my second wife to move to Spain, upon my retirement from the Police after thirty years. However at the last minute, she decided that this was not what she wanted, I had committed myself to the move, so having decided that we wanted different things out of life, we went our own ways, meeting up at holiday time only, after two and a half years of this I decided that it was not a life I wanted to continue, so after another six months we were divorced.

I then started looking for a Partner with whom I could share my life, it was not easy, having been with my second wife for twenty one years, I had been out of the game, as a result I lucked out! after a couple of unsuccessful relationships in Spain, I turned to the internet.

I certainly had my eyes opened, there are plenty of people out there, looking to make money at the expense of people looking for a loving relationship, and I got taken for a ride more than once. However despite people telling me to ditch the internet, and revert to good old face to face dating, and a male nurse at the Medical Centre, telling me to give up the idea, and just to go down to the coast, and pay for it! I decided to give it one more go.

So having tried, Spanish Dating Sites, and Eastern European Dating Sites, I decided to try Latin American, in a last ditch attempt, and if this did not work, then I would give up the idea of internet dating, and become a Monk!!!

I joined a Dating Site on 13th September 2011, I had set myself a realistic criteria this time, I was looking for someone younger than me, but up to a maximum of ten years younger. However within eight hours of joining, I received a letter from a beautiful, 31 year old, black lady, from Colombia, it was both intriguing and at the same time,appeared genuine, so I decided to reply and see where it took me, after all, she had made the contact not me, and this was to be the start of a whirlwind romance.

Published by Phil Sale

I moved to Colombia from Spain in 2012, and I am happily married to a Colombiana.

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