George is the one that has stolen my daughter’s heart. His imperfections are what appeals to her and she embraces any and every opportunity to be around him for as long as she can. Her trips home are measured by how soon she will return to her adoring George. Ironically, he is not exclusive but that does not seem to bother her. He is not callous in his ways, but provides her with precisely what she needs. She is in the first year of their courtship and although I clearly see an end, forever seems possible from her innocent rose-colored view. The introduction was made by my wife and me and the moment she met him she knew instantly and instinctively that they would be together. My hands are tied as I watch their union grow stronger. Let go and let God. Let go and let God. George is the one that has stolen my daughter’s heart.
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