RELATIONSHIPS
THIS IS HOW LOVE HAPPENED FOR ME LOVE
Summer | EvanstonMagazine.net 7
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.
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