I am nine years older than my husband. I was thirty two, with three children. He was 23 and had never been married. I had my doubts about our relationship working...I had never dated a younger man before. But he had qualities that I admired tremendously, and he convienced me that he was up to the task of a ready-made family.
We had two sons of our own. It has been thirty years, some ups and downs, but we have weathered the storms (not age related), and we are very happy, very much in love, and loving our lives. No regrets here...and he has kept me young, still thinks I am the sexiest thing on two legs.
No one ever suspects that I am older.
There are specific bumps in the road that the age difference created, but like any relationship, communication was key to working through them, and helping us gain a deeper understanding of where the other was at different points in our marriage. We were both comitted to each other, our marriage, and our family. It has worked for us.