Shortly after my last meeting with John, I met my first husband. We were better suited than John and I, but obviously not perfectly matched. I was getting closer. It was only when that marriage ended after eight years, and I finally dared to be alone and enjoy my own company, that I became the person who can love fully and completely.
A few weeks after my divorce was final, I spent a week alone in Oregon. It was one of the best weeks of my life.
As I hiked along the rows of a Willamette Valley vineyard, climbed the treacherous switchbacking trails of Dog Mountain, celebrated my 37th birthday over foie gras and red wine at a table for one, I finally realized what it takes to find true love: A love of self and no fear in being alone. A sense of completion before anyone else comes to the table.
And the belief that not just anyone is capable of loving well, fully and forever.
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Written by Lynne Meredith Golodner
Originally appeared on Yourtango.com
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