“I have often thought of you,” said Estella. … “There was a long hard time when I kept far from me the remembrance of what I had thrown away when I was quite ignorant of its worth. But since my duty has not been incompatible with the admission of that remembrance, I have given it a place in my heart.”
— Charles Dickens, “Great Expectations”
About 12 years ago, I almost married a brilliant and beautiful woman. A month before we were to be married, though, I backed out. I broke her heart. And I eventually regretted it.
But by the time I realized I had made a mistake — maybe six months later — it was too late. I told her I had been wrong and begged her to take me back. But I had hurt her and she was already moving on. So she broke my heart.
Over time, each of us regretted throwing away the love we had had from the other. But our timing was off — and our regrets were at different times — so our lives went in very different directions.
I’ve been wondering lately how different our decisions about love would be if we knew what we faced in the future. How often do we carelessly reject love which we later would do anything to have again?

If you listen carefully, your heart will tell you what you really need
OK, morons, we’ll finally admit it: We really are smarter than you
Cancer diagnosis forces you to decide what really matters in life
Was he angry to lose his family? Or because he lost his control?
I’m paralyzed by fear my choices won’t match needs of future wife
Ghost from my past haunts me, but leaves me without answers
I’m exhausted and numb from placing trust in the wrong people
Fear of potential loss is a terrible reason to stay in the wrong place