I see a lot of attractive and appealing men but have no interest in them. I have always had a soft spot for Henry Winkler. He seems like a nice man and my “type”. As far as one true love that was my first husband. Highly attracted to each other. Same values. Same town. Same religion. Parents knew each other. On paper sounded great. For the first few years it was. Then on our 11th anniversary he took me to a restaurant to tell me he was leaving me and the two small children. I thought I would literally die of a broken heart. It took a lot of time and therapy. Then I met Mr stitchnripper who on paper couldn’t be more wrong. Except for the fact we will be married 36 years next month and I trust him completely. I used to tease him that if Henry Winkler called I’d be gone. But he knew and knows where my heart is.