"I'm probably not going to like the second person you go out with, either or the third. Maybe not even the fourth." “Dad…” “You know why?” I ask. “Why?” “Because until you find someone who loves you as much as I do, they will never be good enough.” She smiles softly. “You’re one in a million, and so, so special—too special for just anybody. And one day you will meet that person and they will love you. That’s when I will finally be able to relax and you will have my blessing.” She takes my hand in hers and I kiss it.
