I had moved back in 1994, a year after my wife passed away. I wanted to be closer to my brothers and sisters who had moved from Michigan to Texas in the late 1980s. My wife wanted to just stay here close to her family so we stayed here. Anyways, after moving to Texas myself I had a computer and loved using it on AOL with a widow and widowers group. In 1996 I started talking with this new gal to the room. She didn't have anything on her profile so we learned about each other and after we had talked for about 5 months she finally mentioned in the room that she was from the Lansing Michigan area. and it was after that I had told her that I was originally from Lansing. She then asked me if I knew a Patrick Brewster who went to a certain school. I said yes, he was my brother. That is when we figured out that we lived right around the corner from us as I was still growing up. She ended up moving to Texas after few weeks after she came down to meet me again in person. I was so happy with having here move in with me. We ended up buying a mobile home and lived there until September of 2006 when her mother got really sick and needed help a lot so we moved back to the Lansing area where we have lived since then. Her mother ended up passing away this year back in January but we are so happy with where we are so we decided not to move back to Texas at this time, but I would move again if she needed to or wanted to, but I am happy where we are for now.

The guy I deeply love and am in love with, has been a true friend now for 28 years and love interest for 5. He lives on his other love with our adoptive son on his prairie horse ranch.
I met him as a pilot with a regional carrier and he has always been goal driven. Being driven by goals not wages fascinated me because regardless of wage he remained grounded in values.
For the time, I live 3 time zones away trying to navigate rural life without the support of community watching my father's health fail.
My specialist has met him several times and reminded me that the people we need are usually the ones we have chosen and have chosen us. The absolute joy of getting up first and buying Pumpkin Tarts freshly made them preparing herbal tea and strong coffee was the domestic life that I dream of. I volunteered with setting our son from homeless and abandoned into this selfless young man. Spending time just sitting on a cedar log on the beach about there are no flukes or accidental meetings that when people need something they need to be open tp believing a higher power will oversee the future.
All of the guys are on the ranch fulfilling a new destiny. They embrace the second chance that life has offered so take nothing for granted. The short videos on thumb drives make me laugh as they beg the horses not to buck them off again.

Been there, done that. Twice, in fact.
I would say that yes, I would relocate for the right person. Love is always worth some discomfort.
On the other hand, I'm a hell of a lot more discerning about my choices as far as people I would like to hang with.

I think I'm ready to enter into a new relationship, trouble is I haven't really met anybody I want to have one with. Guess I'm just getting picky. And I'm getting us out of here and help me come on no

If I'm blessed to have find the right person, of course I would relocate. Because I want to be able to love again, unconditionally

That would be Extremely Difficult for me. I guess because I have the best Medical Care I Can Get Here In San Francisco I’m Not Willing To Leave That and Hope I would get the same somewhere else Being a Long Term Survivor That Is A Priority.
If Love Were To Come About It Would Take A Lot of Consideration...And I Do Mean A Lot.