At 53, My Mom Finally Started Dating Again—When I Met the Man Making Her So Happy, I Waited Until He Left and Said, “Mom, You Need to Know Who He Really Is”

“I know that now.”

She turned one of the oranges in the bowl.

“Love tells you something about what you felt.”

Then:

“Character tells you what you do once you know more.”

I wrote that down later.

It sounded like her.

Simple.