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12:41AM Thursday, August 18th, 2022
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A 60-year-old grandma has detailed life with her 21-year-old fiance, saying while the bedroom action is great it has cost her in other ways.
A grandmother whose fiance is 39 years her junior has revealed she’s lost friends as a result of her relationship with a younger man.
Pam Shasteen, 60, was devastated when her best friends labelled Jonathan Langevin, 21, “young enough to be her grandson” and told her she “needed therapy”.
Since then, the loved-up US couple, from Tulsa, Oklahoma, have refused to let cruel comments affect them and insist age is just a number, while revealing the sex is “mind-blowing”.
“I still can’t believe my friends of over 30 years couldn’t be happy for me just because Jonathan is 21,” Pam said.
“Jonathan is the love of my life and I don’t care what anyone thinks.”
In February 2018, Pam, a counsellor, received a message from Jonathan, a computer engineering student, on dating app, Badoo.
Despite his bio saying he was 21, Jonathan later admitted to being just 19 years old when the pair started dating.
“I stressed that I was too old for him as I had two daughters in their 30s and I was a grandmother,” Pam said.
“But thankfully, Jonathan admitted he’d always wanted to be with an older woman.”
A week later, Jonathan who lived 1400km away in Minnesota, travelled across the country to meet Pam.
“When I spotted him, he was even more handsome in real life,” she said.
“We ran towards each other and kissed passionately. It was love at first sight.”
That day, while the pair were out sightseeing, they received dirty looks from strangers.
“I heard one woman tell her friend that we looked disgusting and we shouldn’t be together,” Pam said.
“Every person we walked past gave us a horrible look.”
‘WE MADE LOVE AND IT WAS WONDERFUL’
The following night, the pair spent the night together for the first time with Pam describing it as “wonderful”.
“There was very little sleeping done that night,” she said, adding that while Jonathan may have been decades younger, “he wasn’t inexperienced”.
“He knew exactly what he was doing,” she said.
“During the next few nights, we were all over each other. Jonathan was amazing.”
“I felt myself falling for him already.”
The following week after finished packing to head home, Pam admitted she loved him and begged him not to go.
“Jonathan told me he loved me too and agreed to stay,” she said.
“As Jonathan had been living on his friend’s sofa back in Minnesota, he didn’t need to make any arrangements and moved in.”
PAM’S DAUGHTERS MEET HER YOUNGER MAN
The following day, Pam invited her daughters over to meet her new boyfriend.
“Before they arrived I texted them, ‘Just a heads up, he’s 19 and he’s moved in with me.’
“When they arrived, they looked so shocked when they saw Jonathan’s baby-face.
“Jonathan said he hoped they could be friends and hugged them.
“As my daughters and I watched Jonathan play around the house with my six-year-old granddaughter, they admitted they liked him.
“I was relieved to have their blessing.”
Soon after, Jonathan broke the news to his parents, who are both in their 60s.
“They replied saying they knew Jonathan always had a thing for older women so they weren’t surprised,” Pam said.
“They even looked forward to meeting me. I was so relieved.”
Unfortunately for Ms Shasteen, her long-time friends didn’t have the same reaction when they met Jonathan, forcing the 60-year-old to cut them from her life.
“I hoped they’d be happy for me, but instead, they sat in silence and were cold towards Jonathan,” she said.
“A few days later they told me Jonathan was using me.
“Another said he was young enough to be my grandson and that I needed therapy.”
Jonathan proposed in May 2018, after three months of dating.
“I knew it was fast, but I was turning 60 soon and I knew life was for living,” Pam said.
“I’d been waiting all my life to meet my soulmate and he was right in front of me.”
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A 60-year-old grandma has detailed life with her 21-year-old fiance, saying while the bedroom action is great it has cost her in other ways.
A grandmother whose fiance is 39 years her junior has revealed she’s lost friends as a result of her relationship with a younger man.
Pam Shasteen, 60, was devastated when her best friends labelled Jonathan Langevin, 21, “young enough to be her grandson” and told her she “needed therapy”.
Since then, the loved-up US couple, from Tulsa, Oklahoma, have refused to let cruel comments affect them and insist age is just a number, while revealing the sex is “mind-blowing”.
“I still can’t believe my friends of over 30 years couldn’t be happy for me just because Jonathan is 21,” Pam said.
“Jonathan is the love of my life and I don’t care what anyone thinks.”
In February 2018, Pam, a counsellor, received a message from Jonathan, a computer engineering student, on dating app, Badoo.
Despite his bio saying he was 21, Jonathan later admitted to being just 19 years old when the pair started dating.
“I stressed that I was too old for him as I had two daughters in their 30s and I was a grandmother,” Pam said.
“But thankfully, Jonathan admitted he’d always wanted to be with an older woman.”
A week later, Jonathan who lived 1400km away in Minnesota, travelled across the country to meet Pam.
“When I spotted him, he was even more handsome in real life,” she said.
“We ran towards each other and kissed passionately. It was love at first sight.”
That day, while the pair were out sightseeing, they received dirty looks from strangers.
“I heard one woman tell her friend that we looked disgusting and we shouldn’t be together,” Pam said.
“Every person we walked past gave us a horrible look.”
‘WE MADE LOVE AND IT WAS WONDERFUL’
The following night, the pair spent the night together for the first time with Pam describing it as “wonderful”.
“There was very little sleeping done that night,” she said, adding that while Jonathan may have been decades younger, “he wasn’t inexperienced”.
“He knew exactly what he was doing,” she said.
“During the next few nights, we were all over each other. Jonathan was amazing.”
“I felt myself falling for him already.”
The following week after finished packing to head home, Pam admitted she loved him and begged him not to go.
“Jonathan told me he loved me too and agreed to stay,” she said.
“As Jonathan had been living on his friend’s sofa back in Minnesota, he didn’t need to make any arrangements and moved in.”
PAM’S DAUGHTERS MEET HER YOUNGER MAN
The following day, Pam invited her daughters over to meet her new boyfriend.
“Before they arrived I texted them, ‘Just a heads up, he’s 19 and he’s moved in with me.’
“When they arrived, they looked so shocked when they saw Jonathan’s baby-face.
“Jonathan said he hoped they could be friends and hugged them.
“As my daughters and I watched Jonathan play around the house with my six-year-old granddaughter, they admitted they liked him.
“I was relieved to have their blessing.”
Soon after, Jonathan broke the news to his parents, who are both in their 60s.
“They replied saying they knew Jonathan always had a thing for older women so they weren’t surprised,” Pam said.
“They even looked forward to meeting me. I was so relieved.”
Unfortunately for Ms Shasteen, her long-time friends didn’t have the same reaction when they met Jonathan, forcing the 60-year-old to cut them from her life.
“I hoped they’d be happy for me, but instead, they sat in silence and were cold towards Jonathan,” she said.
“A few days later they told me Jonathan was using me.
“Another said he was young enough to be my grandson and that I needed therapy.”
Jonathan proposed in May 2018, after three months of dating.
“I knew it was fast, but I was turning 60 soon and I knew life was for living,” Pam said.
“I’d been waiting all my life to meet my soulmate and he was right in front of me.”
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By Sylvia K. Ilahuka

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They were full of stories, and right from the beginning they wanted to tell them all, and when they did they would look at him as if to encourage him to learn them by heart
He remembers his grandmother, but everything that happened before he was born comes from his mother and Aunt Ellen. They were full of stories, and right from the beginning they wanted to tell them all, and when they did they would look at him as if to encourage him to learn them by heart. Aunt Ellen, for instance, told how one time towards the end of the war they were baking vanilla cookies, but then the mailman came. As he turned into the farmyard, Grandmother got down on the floor and began to scrub the linoleum with her ass in the air. Grandfather was sitting in the parlor studying aerial photos of Leipzig and his mother had gone out to the rabbits in the cowshed. It was nearly Christmas and the mailman winked at Aunt Ellen and said something about the vanilla cookies smelling good. Grandmother sat like a mermaid on the floor and said with a giggle that she couldn’t get up again. The mailman had to help her while Ellen tried to close the door into the parlor with cookie dough on her hands.
He remembers his grandmother well. She was small, almost like a child, though very round. She had five children and her sons left home as soon as they could.
But what bothered Aunt Ellen was afterwards when the mailman had gone and Grandfather went out to the rabbits, Grandmother had that look on her face. She stood at the kitchen sink with one of Aunt Ellen’s vanilla cookies in her mouth and said it had no taste.
“She could be like that,” Aunt Ellen had said so often, and he doesn’t know how many times he saw his mother nod and put in her two cents. “You remember what she was like, don’t you?” they would say, and scrutinize him.
He remembers his grandmother well. She was small, almost like a child, though very round. She had five children and her sons left home as soon as they could. He doesn’t remember Grandfather, and to him Grandmother is a woman who lived in an apartment building in town and grew increasingly odd, while Aunt Ellen and his mother took turns to make dinner for her. Certain smells made him think of her, smells that linger in the bathroom, or bergamot candy in the kitchen. Or the sight of dish mats and the plastic souvenirs his mother and Aunt Ellen brought home from vacations. And her hands, mostly her hands. They were as small as a little girl’s and never at rest. Small and fluttering. How strange to think it was those hands that did it. The thing his mother claimed they did.
Another story they liked to tell was about the last years of the war when the tethered cow had to be moved. His mother loved it when Aunt Ellen told the story. She would light up a cigarette and sit nodding with it. It happened when the Allies attacked the landing strip and the Germans retaliated. Grandmother was afraid the cow tied up in the meadow would be killed. So Aunt Ellen had to go and move it. Of course, she was afraid, but Grandmother insisted the cow be brought to safety. Naturally, the animal was terrified, so it galloped around with Aunt Ellen hanging onto the rope behind it. The planes were diving in over the trees and the southern end of the potato field. Grandmother crawled on all fours to the gable end of the house to find shelter from the shrapnel.
“There she was with her ass in the air barking out instructions about which way I should run.”
“That’s the way she was. Mother was stupid.”
That’s how Aunt Ellen told the story, and then she would grimace and stress that the secret to understanding Grandmother was that she wasn’t very intelligent. She was stupid, Aunt Ellen would say, and his mother would snigger and Aunt Ellen would look at her sister with a flicker in her eye.
“That’s the way she was. Mother was stupid.”
It always went quiet between them then. Aunt Ellen would change the subject, or decide it was time to go home. She lived in the building opposite and the last thing he and his mother always did before they went to bed was stand at the window of the living room and wave to her.
All the time his mother lay sick, she and Ellen never spoke of Grandmother and her ways. But then his mother died, and after the funeral the subject came up between him and Aunt Ellen. It was his initiative. He took his aunt to a cafeteria and asked her about the old days. He assumed it was for want of anything better, but she told the story about the cow and the air raid once again.
“She was so stupid,” said Aunt Ellen, and he could see it was like the bottom fell out of her because his mother no longer sat opposite to put in her two cents. “I’m the only one left now,” she said in a small voice.
When she began to cry he ordered a slice of cake for her, and when she took the first bite he asked if she could remember them having rabbits during the war? Aunt Ellen remembered it well, but they all got sick from some disease, she said. He nodded, and Aunt Ellen got into a fluster about who was paying for the cake, and then it turned out she couldn’t eat it anyway. Afterwards he took her home. She wanted to hold his hand all the way, and when the street door closed behind her he stood outside staring at it.
Grandmother died when he was twenty-five, so his memories of her are clear. When he was growing up his mother and Aunt Ellen would sometimes leave him with Grandmother and go to the movies together. Memories can cover each other up, but he especially remembers one time he went over to her place with some leftovers of Aunt Ellen’s. She was going to give him a cookie, just as she always did, but first she needed to go to the bathroom. She went herself, but when she was there she called for him. She said that because she was old she could no longer reach. He wiped her, and as he did so there came a small sound from inside her. It made him look at her, and the way she looked back at him made him drop the toilet paper into the bowl. He told her she could pull up her underwear by herself. But she couldn’t.
“I’ve nothing on under my dress,” she said.
He helped her into the living room and sat her down in the chair where she always sat. Then he laid a blanket over her bare legs. He asked her when the home help was coming. But the home help had already been, his grandmother told him, and reached for a cookie.
It was one of the stories he had heard told the most and they told it in exactly the same way.
She had that look in her eye. The look Aunt Ellen and his mother always talked about before turning away, and he remembers how he hung around the soccer fields for a long time before going home. When he got back, his mother and Aunt Ellen were in the kitchen smoking cigarettes and they asked him how Grandmother was. He said she was fine and she sent her love. He sat there at the end of the table, and afterwards he stood as he always did, together with his mother, and waved across the lawn to Aunt Ellen who stood at her window and waved back. It wouldn’t pay to tell. His mother didn’t care for Grandmother, and yet she was always tagging along behind her. Every day, week in and week out, through one story after another. Mother and Aunt Ellen tagging along.
One of the episodes his mother and Aunt Ellen talked about most often as an example of how unreasonable Grandmother was concerned one Sunday during the war when his mother and Aunt Ellen had spent all day making paper-cuttings. It was one of the stories he had heard told the most and they told it in exactly the same way. It was about how they had been cutting all day until the tips of their fingers were red and sore. Then they had put all their fine paper-cuttings onto a string and joined them together in an intricate pattern to make a mobile. They hung the mobile up above the dining table, only for the two brothers who had yet to leave home to get the idea of using it as a target. His mother and Aunt Ellen tried to get Grandmother to make them stop, but all she did was sit with her coffee cup raised to her mouth and giggle.
And he imagined how Grandmother had sat there with a sugar cube between her teeth, observing her daughters with amusement as they ran around the table in tears.
Later, Grandmother died, and now his mother too, and he was over forty and Aunt Ellen had looked like a frail bird in the doorway when he took her home after the funeral. It wasn’t enough to close the circle, he thought to himself as he crossed over the lawns between the buildings to take the back stairs up to his place. The apartment felt empty. He thought about his mother as he sat in the kitchen waiting for the coffee to brew. She had still seemed alert enough, and he remembered how everything around her got so infected at the end. It was like she had been leaking. Maybe it was the cancer, but he thought she smelled sour, and she felt around with her hands. All the time, back and forth over the duvet, her fingers like stalks. She told him all kinds of little stories. How he had bitten her when he was small. How she regretted not having moved further away. She told him about his grandfather, and how she loved to follow him around as a child and watch him as he sealed the potato sacks. Grandfather talked to the cows when he gave them fodder and washed their udders. Grandfather kept rabbits at the back of the cowshed. They were white and brown, and bred well during the war.
She didn’t want him to go. He had to stay at her side. Every time he got up to stretch his l
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