His career and financial situations were a far cry from mine, and the idea of things getting serious felt rushed and scary to me.
He was closer to 40 than I was to 30, and I felt like he’d inevitably want marriage and children much sooner than I would.
I continued to find myself smitten, gushing to my mom about him, telling her that 13 years wasn’t that big of an age difference because we got along so well and it just didn’t matter.
We continued to date until, eventually, our lifestyles proved drastically different.
I felt an immediate spark, and after we exchanged numbers, we planned our first date without ever bringing up our ages.
A week later, somewhere between one and four glasses of wine, he told me I looked “quite young” and asked how old I was.“I’m 25,” I said, trying to seem proud of the number even though I’d just celebrated this birthday with a bit of dread about growing up.
The teen dating scene can be awkward and uncomfortable, for teens as well as their parents.
So I let our connection slip away, allowing my concern over our age difference to overshadow our passion.
Like, "This Cuban-Chinese restaurant is half-Latino, just like the late Emilio Estevez." Or, "I just put a dollar’s worth of O-Town songs in the jukebox.
But without experience in a romantic relationship, teens don't know what to expect.
Talk to your teen about how real life dates don't mimic what might be seen in the movies.