How I met the love of my life: Robert Hersh. At the mature age of 58, having been divorced for 12 years, I was convinced that I was not going to ever get married again. However, the Gods of Love had something else in mind for me.
It was St. I needed to go out and have some fun. I loved dancing. A man came up to me and asked me to dance. We started dancing and talking. An hour passed, and I realized that we were no longer dancing.
We were just standing in the middle of the dance floor in deep conversation. We went and sat at a table and continued talking for hours. It was as if we had known each other at some time in the past. There was such a strong magnetic feeling between the two of us. We both knew that we were meant to be together before the night ended. We married a year later. Nine wonderful years have passed, and we are still deeply in love with each other. Chuck would be finishing his workout when I would be getting there from work.
My mother told me, Chuck is very good-looking and a polite man. It took awhile for him to grow on me. He has red hair and is a little shorter than I normally have dated. I got to know his insides better and better. We eventually became closer.
He is a man that has a heart of gold. He is very caring, loving and thoughtful and really knows what a lady loves, kind of man. It took me awhile to learn to love a man from the inside and not just what he looks like on the outside. We will be married for 19 wonderful years on May I was lying in a hospital bed, recovering from a nasty kidney infection, when a guy I had been seeing came to visit. About five minutes after he left, in walked the most gorgeous guy I had ever seenβblue eyes, long shaggy hair, nice body and a wonderful smile.
