Biking home tonight, I saw a shooting star and instinctively wished to find--and know--my true love. I believe we wish for such things because they last and therefore are of the utmost importance. We do not spend our one magic wish on a perfect career or a material possession; we save for an early retirement and insure the tangible goods for their monetary worth post-loss or destruction; those things that are dearest to us are so because of their sentimental value, because they reminded us of love and caused us to feel it. Marriage is a commitment of two for life, and yes, sometimes the life as we know it of one person may end, despite a continual pulse, and divorce becomes necessary. I thought I had found such a commitment, or at least I had made one. I was told I had the wrong agenda. Talk about star-crossed...