A lesson from “Shelly”

 

I remember my first girlfriend in college was a smart, pretty lady we’ll call Shelly.  I met Shelly in the music department at Pepperdine when I was doing a nighttime radio chow. We started dating and finding out more about each other, as people do at that phase in their lives.

 

One day, I remember just hanging out with her, and she started talking about the life we could have together. Me teaching martial arts, her teaching music.

 

It was a lovely dream.  I could easily see myself enjoyi...