Fifty and Fun: Making Friends After Age 50

Starting fresh at 50 (nine years ago!) was tough, but I also found it rewarding. One of the many challenges I had in a new city was where and how to make new friends. As a fifty-something, making friends takes more effort than it did when I was younger. It used to be I’d meet new people just by sitting my butt on the sidelines at one of the kids’ soccer games or swim lessons. When I moved from the suburbs to the city after my divorce, I left lots of family and friends I love and a town I had more than a passing acquaintance with since I’d lived there for almost 20 years. It was scary starting over but I was determined to make some radical changes in my life, starting with where I lived. I thought life in the city would afford more opportunities for figuring out a career path, and I loved the thought of being closer to my kids. Another big factor for the move was the desperation I felt to get some distance from the place I’d spent the last 20 years with my ex. <h2>Another Move</h2> After living in the apartment for only three months, I found the perfect little house and moved again, this time to a neighborhood where my daughter lived only steps away. She was the one who alerted me to the little house that had been for sale for a couple of months — my <a href="https://medium.com/thirty-over-fifty/the-better-than-barbie-dreamhouse-854eb3ff15ba" rel="noopener">Better-Than-Barbie Dreamhouse</a> — and told me she thought it would be perfect for me. <a href="https://medium.com/thirty-over-fifty/fifty-and-fun-2c36a90ef433">Read More</a>