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It's All Well And Good Saying You Avoid Pain By Avoiding Relationships, But What About The Wonderful Things You're Avoiding As Well? What About The Joy And The Intimacy And The Trust That Come With Finding Someone You Love?

Sometimes In Life, You Have To Make Things Happen. That You Can Change Your Life If You're Willing To Let Go Of The Old And Actively Look For The New. That Even If You're On The Right Track, You'll Get Run Over If You Just Sit There.

I Do What Most Women Do. I Meet Someone And Some Of It's Right, Maybe He Looks Right, Or Has The Right Job, Or The Right Background, And, Instead Of Sitting Back And Waiting For Him To Reveal His Other Bits, I Make Them Up. I Decide How He Thinks, How He's Going To Treat Me, And, Sure Enough, Every Time I Conclude That This Time He's Definitely My Perfect Man, And All Of A Sudden, Well, Not So Suddenly Perhaps, Usually Around Six Months After We've Split Up, I See That He Wasn't The Person I Thought He Was At All.

My Life Is Actually Very Boring. The Life Of A Bestselling Novelist Sounds Like It Ought To Be Spectacularly Glamorous And Fun, But In Fact I Spend Most Of My Time Incognito, And In Fact Were You To Pass Me In The Street You Would Think I Was Just Another Dowdy Suburban Mom.

Jules Has Always Been One Of Those Women That Men Go Crazy About Because She Has Enough Self-confidence To Say This Is Me, Take It Or Leave It. And, Invariably, They Take It. Or At Least Try To. They Love The Fact That She Doesn’t Wear Makeup. That Her Clothes, On Her Tiny, Petite Frame, Are A Mishmash Of Whatever She Happens To Pull Out Of The Wardrobe That Morning. That Her Laugh Is Huge And Infectious, And, Most Of All, That She Listens. She Loves Life, And People, And Makes Time For Them, And Even Before Jamie Came Along Men Were Forever Falling In Love With Her.