I married a single mom. By all accounts, our life and relationship was good, really good actually. Somewhere along the way, she decided to start hooking up with the new neighbor. When I discovered this I kicked her out and divorced her. Her children all had their own places and lives by then. For over 20 years I was part of her and her children’s lives in a loving, supportive, nurturing way. They abandoned me even though they knew what their mom had done. It’s as if I don’t exist to them. If I had it to do over, I don’t think I would. I still love those kids. Oh, and the neighbor, he only wanted some action. He never had any real interest in her for anything more than a piece of ***. Shocking! /sarcasm

Someone that loves James Brown and Aretha Franklin as much as I do. That’s a Soul Mate.

I believe Love is 2 imperfect people that respect themselves and each other coming together that refuse to give up on one another.