When I was a little girl, my Mother use to read me stories. Stories about a beautiful girl falling in love with a very handsome man, then they lived happily ever after. As a little girl, I wanted nothing more than to find my Prince Charming and ride off into the Sunset...but as a 17 year old girl I've given up that dream. I stopped trying to find my prince. So while I have given up my search, it didn't occur to me that somewhere, he was trying to find me too.