You are born into life being loved by a few select women.
Your mother, of course, and those doting grandmothers are right there as well.
And in turn there are few women that I deeply and unconditionally love.
The first in my life was my mother, what can I say about my mother, except that she lived for us boys… and we knew it.
And the grandmothers always hold a special place in your heart – the one I lost when I was 8 who’s void could never be filled.
And the one who still holds onto life, so that she can continue to love.
And then there comes that time in a young man's life where he gets to choose – that one more “love of his life." I am privileged to find that love with Lisa. And all along I have thought that Lisa was the last “true love” of my life. But I was wrong…
There will be one more “true love” of my life – and I’ll be waiting for her when she comes into our lives in August.
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