Trouble With The Curve in Life After 60

Life will throw you fastballs. It will throw you a changeup. And then there is the curve. To be honest the odds of me hitting a 100 MPH fastball are no better than winning the lottery. We settle into the norm. Smooth seas with a warm southerly wind pushing our little dingy ever so farther out to sea.
After high school, it’s either college or the real world. And we suddenly find out life can be cruel. I found out I wasn’t prepared for life. And I am not sure I will ever be. It wasn’t what I signed up for. And the golden years I heard so much about are full of more trouble than I ever imagined.
I write a lot about dating at my age. I think there would be less drama and more understanding at this age, but I find it is almost as bad if not worse. Is it because we are set in our ways or have we just lost touch with reality? Or maybe that is the problem, the reality of dealing with the opposite sex is too frightening. Just meeting someone you have something in common with seems to be a challenge.
I must admit I have more trouble with the female curve than anything. 10 years this side of divorce and I am no closer to finding my ideal woman than I was at 18. I have heard that once you give up love will find you. Why is that? I didn’t give up when I was younger and it found me. Do the rules change as we get older? If so, I didn’t get the memo.