I needed a force to be reckoned with. Someone to sweep me off my feet and get on my nerves. I needed a partner, a soulmate. I needed the perfect balance of sass, compassion, and trustworthiness. I mean, how hard could that be to find in a man? ...24 years later and “The One” had actually found me. In walks Mr. Gile. My own version of prince charming, if you will. Maybe it was the collared shirts. Maybe it was the sarcasm. What can I say this charismatic blue-eyed blond haired Casanova from Cali is my happily ever after.