Woman stands alone on a cliff

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The Maine Event
Twenty years ago, after an impossible romance, I went on a trip by myself. I took a windjammer off the coast of Maine and ended up on Monhegan Island. My first day there, while walking on a path high above the ocean, I looked down and saw a man in the distance, sitting on a rock by the sea. I had always been the kind of person who, if I saw an attractive man across a crowded room, I'd turn and go in the other direction. And I thought, Should I step off this path? Should I go down there and meet that man? I did. I climbed down the side of a steep cliff, walked up to the man—and met my future husband. I remember how amazingly blue his eyes were.
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