Wheeledwarriori, 57

Lost my second wife to cancer then thought I found love again. She tried but she eventually couldn't handle life with me being an amputee. Can say we were both to blame in ways. Now I'm trapped in a nursing home til I either find a way to claw my out or find an angel of mercy or amazon warrior princess to rescue me.
If you understand the title line of this, you'll understand a lot about me. I'll get so overwhelmed with everything I'm juggling at times and need someone center me at times. Someone who can sit there and tell me to be patient at times, willing to jump in and help when I'm in over my head, and constantly remind them why I love them. Haven't had that in a while.
I'll be the first to admit life with me takes a little more work than most. My mate must also be my caregiver at times. After being mugged twice while out alone, I've become a homebody who likes his castle secure and safe. I've smoked cigarillos for the past 40 years and occasionally enjoy a fine larger one when I can. Some would say I'm set in my ways on some things, tend to be stubborn, and don't express my feelings well at times (blame my dad).