When I met the woman who was to become the great love of my life, she was lonelier than I had ever been, even in my worst days.
Even with three daughters she adored.
She is (and was) an exceptionally beautiful woman by any objective standard. But beauty is no guarantee of happiness. In can, rather, be a guarantee of unwanted attention.
When I first saw her, my honest thoughts were, “Wow. She’s beautiful. Way out of my league.” And that would have been that, except…
… She was attracted to me.
Even now, I have to pause to let that sink in. She was attracted to me.
I was a single father raising a son (and, during the summers, my stepson). I had dated two women since my divorce; a woman who was way too young and a woman from work who just couldn’t relate to someone who had…
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