I can’t possibly tell you why I fell in love with Gail when we were freshmen in college.
That’s not a negative reflection on her. To the contrary, I have only good things to say about her. But I’ve changed so much since I fell in love with her that I can’t put myself into that emotional place. I’m still the same person I was then, but I barely understood myself, much less how two adults should love each other.
I was emotionally and psychologically immature.
Gail was my reflection of the ideal woman at the time. We had gone to high school together. We had spent time in church together after her widowed mother married someone in my church. She was bright, well-spoken, confident, creative, ambitious and attractive. I considered myself very fortunate.
I’ve been thinking lately about what our choice of romantic partners says about us — and I can’t help but think that our partner choices change over the years in ways that reflect who we are becoming and the ways that we allow those people to influence us.
When we move on to other partners, it’s often simply because we are no longer the same people we were when we chose that person — for good or for bad.

‘Vast military-industrial complex’ keeps growing and keeps killing
Join me Tuesday for some live radio — if you can stomach an hour of me
Whose life is it anyway? Police taser man trying to protect home from fire
Briefly: Broadway actress in ‘Wicked’ is proof that dreams can come true
Briefly: It made me happy to get update about little friends from five years ago
Maybe it wasn’t correct choice, but I’m not having surgery Friday
Healthy partner will always ask, ‘Who do you really want to be?’
I’m all broken up about ‘draconian’ cuts hitting the federal government