Anyway, I made up my mind to follow the path Aunty showed me on Christmas Eve that year. I'd do this all on my own. I made up my mind that there would be no more men, no set-ups, no blind dates, nothing. No more romance until I had the farm life and my life figured out. I needed to be complete in myself. There. Decision made. By Easter, I was in Harrison Valley, the charming, wholesome, picturesque little town that had sat for a couple of centuries between Ohio and Pennsylvania in the West Virginian panhandle where I intended to build my future. And would you believe it took me less than a week to fall in love with the most unlikely, enigmatic man in the town, with a mother that would make most sane women run for the hills? Yeah, that’s me. I’m determined like that.
Turns out, I had a lot more to learn about myself and life and living it than I had thought.