I started dating this man when I was 28, and now I’m 31 and he’s 59. He ask me to marry him when we went out for a date last week with his daughter. Sincerely this man has been the best thing that has ever happened to me, I’m grateful for everything. His emotional intelligence is top notch, his love for me is unmatched, I love this man. I just realized that age is just number because this man is a baby with age, and he doesn’t look the age, and yes he has a daughter, 10 years and we are so fond of each other, she calls me mum. He lost his wife 5years ago, true love exists because I’ve seen shege in the hands of men.