r/Penpalsover50

Looking for a friend to share connections with. Sometimes someone far away can be the closest confidant. Married mom, 49, librarian. 5'7, 150, brown hair brown eyes. Let's get to know a new person this summer. Open to pics and calls.

An avid bookworm who enjoys talking to people that can reciprocate a conversation!

I am definitely technologically challenged, but I can make a mean coffee so I can use it for some good😆

Sarcasm is my second language, and I do love to have a laugh. Chubby around the edges, with a good book in one hand and a glass of wine in the other, would sum me up perfectly.

Haven't made a lot of friends over the years, and my daughter says I should get out there - wherever out there is, so I am taking a shot. I am from South Africa, but looking for penpals from all over!

***Small note: Due to previous experiences - I prefer not to speak to men who are married, but women who are married are welcome 🤗***

Until then 👋

41M from Canada for chat

Hello! 41M from Canada here for chatting. Would love to chat with people from around the world. Love to know about culture, lifestyles, and more. I am easy going and open to chat about anything. I speak Spanish as well, so...always welcome for a good conv.

Hope to chat to u soon!

I've been interested in meeting people from different countries, mainly to learn about other cultures and improve my writing.

I know there are lots of social platforms, but I'm looking for something that's focused more on exchanging thoughtful letters rather than instant chatting.

For anyone who's found a good place for that, what made it stand out? I'd love to hear what features made you stick with it.

So, since I had mixed results with my previous curious pen pal application, I figured I’d try something a little different.

Show of hands. Who here knew how to get down on a pair of roller skates back in the day?

I vaguely remember being able to skate backwards on one skate, which either means I had talent or a complete disregard for my own safety. I honestly couldn’t tell you how many laps I logged while The Gap Band’s “You Dropped a Bomb on Me” echoed through the rink speakers. It was practically an Olympic event.

There was always that one couple who could skate in perfect sync, the birthday kid inhaling pizza and sheet cake, someone desperately trying not to fall during the couples skate, and at least one show off weaving through everyone like they were auditioning for the Roller Derby Hall of Fame.

I’m seriously considering buying another pair of skates. Worst case, I break a bone. Best case, I rediscover a little piece of my youth.

Either way, it got me thinking.

What’s something you were surprisingly good at years ago that you’d love to try again? Or what’s one little slice of nostalgia that instantly takes you back to a simpler time?

Pull up a chair. Tell me a story. I have a feeling the best conversations start with, “Remember when?”

You Got Mail.

Sleepless in the Midwest,

52m

Looking for intellectual or artsy people from anywhere. I teach dance and sing professionally. I love classic literature, all music, biographies, history and life stories. Looking for liberal, humanist or spiritual folks, not religious. snail mail only.

(I’ve posted this in r/friendship and r/FriendsOver50, but I’ve edited to prevent misunderstandings)

Hello! 51F, married, living in Scotland who is in the quieter stage of life. Being all too familiar with the comfort of solitude, I find myself wanting to rebel against it and quietly hoping I’m not the only one. What probably makes this “finding a friend”malarkey more challenging is moving across an entire ocean in the prime of adulthood, and leaving behind the things which would make it less quiet.

I genuinely enjoy meeting new people and learning about what makes them tick, and I prefer a slow exchange of information and revelation. The tendency to share everything all at once, creates the illusion of “connection”, but anything meaningful and worthwhile comes with patience, time and understanding. We all have our trials and tribulations in life, and having someone who can understand, uplift and encourage can feel like an oasis in a desert. I’m very much the sort who’ll ask you to tell me about your day; encourage you to share the highlights and the lowlights, because speaking for myself, having good news and someone to share it with, or facing a challenge and getting a fresh perspective can make a difference.

Some of the things I enjoy are listed in my profile, perhaps we’ll find common ground as a starter for ten? So, subreddit gods, please be kind and connect me to people who: are seeking platonic friendships & understand the adult struggle; are aged 50-55 (we’ll probably have more in common); can help carry a conversation (I ask questions for a living, but sometimes I’d like someone else to ask the curious questions); and my final ask (which I don’t think is unreasonable), is that post and comment histories are visible so I can get a sense for you.

By the way, 100% human and no AI was used in the making of this post, I can string coherent sentences together!

Thank you for reading my plea. After all, a friend is a stranger we haven’t yet met. 🫶🏼

Good morning just seeking someone real and sincere for an ongoing chat friend and get to know. Would love to have a chat friend to share openly with. Let’s connect. F only please :)

Good morning just seeking someone real and sincere for an ongoing chat friend and get to know. Would love to have a chat friend to share openly with. Let’s connect. F only please :)

Looking to chat about anything

Hi! I'm 41/f. I would love a pen pal...preferably digital. I live in MT, and I'm a hospice administrator. I have become kind of antisocial in my older age, and I'm looking to change that. I'm a gamer, I dont drink, and am 420 friendly. I like thrillers, and my fave show is "The Walking Dead". I have two kids, both are almost fully grown. Please DM me if I sound like someone you would like to get to know. Not interested in anything romantically, I'm happily taken.

(F) Hello.  It was my birthday yesterday..I was 60. My daughter informed me that if someone gives you a birthday badge you have to wear it "d'ems the rules". So I wore my badge. Everyone I saw wished me happy birthday, even the man in the fish and chip shop and the train guard.  So although at first I was cringing with embarrassment, by the end of the day it felt quite uplifting.

I live on a narrowboat (42ft x 6ft 9) in the UK. At present I am just on the border of England and Wales. The border is 10ft from my boat. I move to a new location at least every 14 days.

There is a badger sett nearby and I have tried to film the badgers on my trail-cam, but so far I have filmed two cats, a barn owl and two foxes. No badgers.  I realised after spotting one of the foxes with a rodent in its mouth that I had inadvertently set up a smorgasbord of rodents for the local predators by putting down food for the badgers. 

Thats about as exciting as my life has been this week. 

If you'd be interested in hearing more about my slow and quiet life, just me and my little dog, then message me.

I would like to hear from people overseas. I'd really like to share letters with indigenous Americans, but that's not in any way essential.  I am looking for a platonic penpal. 

I would like real letters and postcards, sent fairly regularly. I'd like to develop genuine friendship. My handwriting has become somewhat scrawly since I hardly hand write anything these days. But hopefully that will improve, and won't be too off putting.

I’m from the UK and blissfully self contained, which is just a polite way of saying I quite like my own company and haven’t yet driven myself mad. I’ve somehow mastered the dark art of being both a night owl and an early riser, which mostly means I exist in a permanent state of caffeinated bewilderment.

I’m just the bloke next door though, a husband and father. My marriage is... fine. We’re great roommates and best friends, but the bedroom has officially transitioned from a 'place of passion' to a 'historical landmark'. ​No actual events have occurred there recently, but it’s highly recommended for a quiet, educational tour about the ancient history of sleep.

I go to work and perform the mandatory 'office social dance' with colleagues I have zero intention of befriending. Why? Because most of them radiate the charm of a mouldy apple. I spend my lunch breaks in glorious isolation because i really can't stand it when people moan about the same thing day after day, i know we all have a little whine from time to time, but crying out loud, change the record.

You’ll usually find me out in the countryside rather than dodging aggressive seagulls at the seaside, indulging in a spot of people watching, strictly in a "sociological observation" way, I promise, not the "featured on a true crime documentary" way!