I wanted to write a tribute to the second man I was engaged to. It was around my second year of college, (I had just broken up with someone, and I only mention that for factual info.) Anyway, this person was and kind of still is very special. I was nineteen at the time, so not quite thirty years ago. I know that seems like a long time, however, when you think you're going to marry someone, and it just doesn't seem to happen; it leaves a lasting impression.

A note on tribute person 1; I could have married him, as well. And had the chance to check it out, three years ago. Like I say, it could be me; I have these feelings - but apparently don't know how to show them, enough. (one man thought I was too into my career, I don't know.) Anyway, to pay the tribute they deserve, I'm showing it now. So they will know.

And please, don't hold it against me if I've had several serious relationships. I've dated some wonderful men; when they don't work out, I would just go on. (I'll talk about my 2 marriages later.)

Back to tribute 2; He left a lasting impression because, he was nice, funny, enjoyed life, he seemed to care about others, ambitious and good looking. One time we went out to dinner, the waitress couldn't help herself, she just had to flirt with him the whole night. I had to refrain myself from saying something. First time I had been in a situation quite like that. It still bothers me today, that she had the nerve. I don't know if he knew how I was feeling; he was perceptive so he probably did. We never talked about it.

Anyway, we went out for about a year. (I don't remember the exact time frame.) My family loved him! He had a good personality; everyone liked him. He had a nice family, I enjoyed spending time with. We went to church and a lot of church functions.

We were engaged and started to make plans for the wedding, when I got cold feet. I have no idea why, just something typical for me. I can't explain it. I can only guess I had a commitment problem. (There was one problem, his insensitivity.) Super guy though, should have worked out . . .

I remember, he decided to move, after my cold feet. I was really upset. And then, every weekend he would drive home to be with me. It was so great. One weekend we went to Lake Powell with his friends. I had a great time, however, he ended up breaking up with me. His friends said, "don't worry, he'll come back to you." And he did! However, it was poor timing. It should have been perfect timing.

Now get this, 6 mos to a year later, I stop by his parents house - his sister answers the door and gives me a strange look. Then she says, his wedding reception is later that day. I couldn't believe I picked that day to stop by.

It should have been perfect timing. I want to tell him this, I don't know why things didn't work out. I let little things bother me. I know who I am now, yet, I still have my flaws. I hear he has 4 girls; I can picture him as a dad of 4 teenagers! I'm sure they're all pretty. I have 2 girls, only one a teen, right now. I wish you all the best!