Many years ago, my friends told me I was too picky with the guys I went out with. Ten minutes on a date for me was enough to know whether I was the least bit interested in pursuing a relationship. Many times I would try to “fix” my date up with someone I thought suitable. I met wonderful people and matched others up. Everyone I went out with looked perfect on “paper,” but they were not the “right” ones.
That was until I met my Lee Rome. On paper, he was not perfect. He was older, divorced, had a son, and vowed he … (19 comments)
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