Growing up, Edith felt homely, unwanted, unloved.
At seventeen, her stepfather taught her how to express her affections. After years of neglect, she finally felt loved. She told her mother of this love, but her mother admonished Edith for having a creative imagination and silently accepted her husband’s love for her daughter.
After graduation from college, Edith fell in love with men who loved her the way her stepfather had. She believed and accepted that their attentions and her reciprocations were what love was.
At eighty-two, she met a man who loved her the way all the other men should have.