When I was 21, I married a fine woman. After we divorced I spent the rest of my life trying to find someone that could take her place. After more than three decades, that never happened. No one was pretty enough, or kind enough, or good enough, or bad enough. In other words, we were both immature and couldn't see far enough into the future to understand that we were made for each other. there is no reality when you're young and in love. I could have gotten married 10 more times to different women, and none of them would be good enough. Today, at a mature age I still love my ex-wife. She never remarried. I now believe I understand why. She might have been in love with me for all those years. Real and true love never goes away, and it is worth fighting to keep. That is to include being able to forgive each other for moments of unfaithfulness. That is the ultimate display of unconditional love.