It was love at first sight…of his profile. The minute I saw him online I knew he was different. I still remember waiting for him to walk in the door on the first date, wondering which tall, dark and handsome man matched the picture I had seen.
Finally, he appeared dressed like a model from Banana Republic. No, literally, he was wearing the same wool pants with a black v-neck sweater over green button down shirt that was on the store mannequin. I took one look at him and said, “Ohhhh, he’s too nice. I have to set him up with someone.”
You see, I’d become accustomed to the “bad boy.” The kind of wayward artist/actor/writer who wouldn’t be caught dead in a chain clothing store. The kind of bad boy who would tell me everything I wanted to hear then mysteriously stop returning my calls.
I never was the girl in school who was chased by boys. I never had a date on Valentine’s Day. I always struggled to feel beautiful and to fit in. My low self-esteem allowed me to be with men who didn’t treat me with respect and who didn’t value the things that made me special.
All of those qualities I wanted to hide from other guys were able to shine through when I met my Mr. Right. Actually, many of them were the qualities that attracted him to me.
3 dates later I was completely smitten…
4 years later we were married…
2 kids later we are still completely in love…
This my love story. Now I want to help you write yours.