I don’t have a husband, but I do have a very close buddy who I’ll be *totally* in love with forever. It’s like when I fell in love with him — after starting off just thinking of him as a platonic buddy and more like a brand-new big brother — I knew that, no matter what, this was going to be the last time that I ever fell in love. It was like WOW!!! I’ve found that special one who was meant to be the love of my life!!! This was the kind of love that my mom and dad had for each other!!!

I’ve also had people in the past who were ones I thought might end up being “the one” with one of the most major ones being a guy I met in 1977. We got off to a great start but ended on a sour note — yet, to this day, I both love and like him, but I’ll never fall in love with him again.