“You’ll only have three great loves in your lifetime.”
Jeremiah wasn’t normally the philosophical type—but then again, none of us in Mrs. McNair’s fourth grade class were. I never did find out where he’d picked up that prophetic notion and I don’t remember what we were discussing at recess when it came up, but it still haunts me 30 years later.
It’s haunting because if it’s true, then I’ve met my quota; I’ve fallen in love, hard, exactly three times. And each time it’s been a spectacular failure. Fortunately, failure is a great teacher and these three heartbreaks taught me a lot about relationships and, surprisingly, business.
I’ve learned that there really are three different kinds of love, each requiring its own type of personal healing and carrying its own potential for professional success.
