I looked across the table at Nicole’s face. I was intimately familiar with every single bit of her beautiful face. We had dated for several years and we were engaged to be married. But I suddenly saw her as though it was for the first time.
“I can’t marry you,” I thought to myself. “I absolutely can’t marry you. We’re not right for each other.”
I had known this for a long time, but I had been lying to myself. On the surface, Nicole was everything I could want. She was a tall, beautiful and well-educated woman from the Midwest. She had moved to Birmingham because she loved me and wanted a future with me.
I had been lying to myself about her for quite some time. After I broke up with her early in the relationship and she begged me to give us another chance, I relented — even though I knew better. When she told me she wanted to move down here for us to date full time, I didn’t promise her anything, but I also didn’t tell her what I knew — that it wouldn’t work.

Sabans remind me that choice of partner can be a key to success
FRIDAY FUNNIES
It’s when we create art — and create a better world — that we’re most like our Creator
The right woman in a man’s life brings out the best he has to give
Nobody has the right to a position in your life which you don’t want
Hope can be dangerous when the path ahead is dark and uncertain
What if writing from the ‘AI me’ sounds just like I’d written it?
Did GOP and Democrats get their scripts mixed up this time?
Why are U.S. troops going into Uganda to take sides in a civil war?