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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