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Today’s question from the Marketing for Romance Writers Blog Hop: True Love, do you think it really exists?

I suppose that depends on your definition of true love. As a romance writer and a person who’s lived on this earth for–well, quite a while, I believe there’s someone for everyone. We’ve all met couples that left us scratching our heads and muttering, “What does she see in him?” But somehow, it works for them, and that’s all that matters.

A more interesting question, IMHO, is whether there’s just one true love per customer, like a fated mate waiting to find his/her/their perfect match. You know, fairytale stuff.

Hope my true love comes before I get frostbite.

We’ve got to stop feeding our daughters those poisoned apples, y’all! Ain’t nobody gonna be rescued by a perfect prince on his perfect horse because he’s the perfect person for her. Ugh. (Not sure why I develop a Southern accent when I get indignant.)

This popped up on my Instagram feed today: “and the bravest of souls are those who choose love. over and over. ” I don’t know who said it, or why it’s written without capital letters, but I damn sure agree with the sentiment. Real love is an action, a verb, the choice to love the imperfect person you’ve linked lives with. And if that love ends–because the people involved have changed too much, because death did them part, because one developed an addiction or turned mean and hateful–there’s still hope for new love. The world is full of lovely people.

As a writer, I love creating tales of new beginnings, of finding new love after divorce or the death of a spouse. My current WIP is the only tale I’ve written in which the characters are quite young, without a major lost love behind them.

As a member of the multiple marriage club, I’ve been asked why I’d want to get married again after two “failed” marriages. Because I love this guy. He’s not perfect, but he’s a good man who loves me, and we’re happier together than apart. I’m a better person because he’s my mate. It’s not all magic and fairy tales, but it’s real. And we’re living our own HEA.

So here’s to true love. Are you a believer?