It is intriguing that as I go along I learn over and over again that I need to appreciate what I have.

He wasn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer, but he didn’t attack women or hate people of color.  He wasn’t self obsessed, and at least he had a desire to make the country a better place.  At the time my ex didn’t even seem date worthy, but at this point he looks like Prince Charming.

I feel more than a little guilt about how I treated him.