When her husband of 48 years died, the seventy-six-year-old author thought her life was over—until she realized it was just beginning. This laugh-out-loud memoir chronicles her journey from grieving widow to independent woman who refuses to "dry up" in her old house, navigating hilarious dating disasters, pushy adult children, and the shocking discovery that she's still got it. A warm, witty guide for widows ready to reclaim their lives and find the Merry inside themselves.
(The names of ALL the men the author encountered have been changed to preserve their fragile male egos.)