Read below if you want a short story from DDM's life...it might be entertaining....
It doesn't matter, really, as long as both are attracted to each other physically and emotionally, it doesn't matter.
As for me, well..when I was 17, I met this 24 year old lady, had her Master's degree (this is important as it greatly influenced her parents' objection to our relationship), that I liked. It was very mutual. But, neither of our parents approved: he's "white and way too young." and "She's much too old for you and she has problems if she's attracted a kid."
Both sets of our parents were being stupid.
Bla bla. I was goofy, sure, but I had my entire life planned out, at least 10 years, from my educcation, family (plans with my future wife and kids), finances, to estate plans. In that regard, I was far more mature than most men were at 40. It was a pretty big deal for both our families and it was mostly about the age difference.
But, that's as distant as I ever got in age.
End of story: I went on my Mormon mission. We agreed that nothing was "wait till I get back" serious. My god brother asked her on a date, and they started to date from there. When I got back from my mission, they still hadn't gotten super serious, and she secretly snuck her new number to me, right behind my god brother's back (literally, he was turned around in the kitchen at HIS mom's house.) I called her once or twice, but there was other women to date, other than my God brother's girlfriend.
Badda boom, badda bang...the present: My wife is 1 year younger than me. I love her SUPER much.