I remember sitting at the Blue Sparrow Cafe on beautiful July morning, waiting eagerly for my then-date to arrive for a lovely time in a relaxed conversation over coffee. She was beautiful, and over a six-week period, I saw all of the signs and indicators that this is someone I could consider for a long-term relationship. I had not shared how I felt, and I had planned to that day, but little did I know that my delay and inaction in communicating my feelings came too late. She informed me within about 20 minutes that another man had unexpectedly entered her life, and even though it took her 10 more minutes to tell me everything she loved about me, that this was one of the hardest decisions she ever had to make, and she decided to pursue this other man, and let me down as gently as possible. What did my inaction cost me? The girl of my dreams? I’m not that dramatic, but I tell you what: I went home feeling so low that day, seeing her face in my mind, hearing her words in my head, and wondering what kind of a great life with her I left behind by waiting too long to communicate with her. I have not let that happen again, and I never will.