Steve

Once upon a time there was a man and a woman who fell into something similar to love. They married and had a little boy and a little girl. He was only there for a while, but the wounds he left on the little girl would last for years. A while later a new man came along. He showed the girl that all men are not evil; but in fact most men are good. She did not need to be afraid of the dark, or some one hurting her, and he taught her how to pray. He not only showed her how to fish, check the oil, and change a tire. He taught her how true love could truly be; yes he loved her mother so. She saw with him and her mother that love is cruise across the sea or simply watching Jeopardy. That little girl just turned 19, and has begun looking for a love of her own. She has not found him yet but she knows how she wants it to be. That little girl is me.