You have to complete yourself, is what I learned. And if you do, you may find that a husband isn't all that necessary. I regret not having one when the car gets cranky or the toilet backs up or something but otherwise... nah. I'm good.
We met on BoomerHottie Singles, a new site for dating. He didn't post a photograph nor give me his last name so I can't Google him. Oh well, without risk how do you find love after 60? Ageism is rampant in this country. A numbers game.