I refused to date shorter men. I'm 5'11" and hated to feel like Sasquatch instead of feeling dainty and feminine. Most of my friends are tall, and have boyfriends/ husbands who are over 6'4". I always said the one thing I would never compromise on was dating short guys -- I just had too much of a complex about it and couldn't get over it. Years of being the "bottom layer" of a pyramid or standing in the back of the class had done that to me. Plus I love wearing heels once in a while and yet still being able to see eye to eye at cocktail parties instead of towering above. So I dated and dated and dated through my 20's and 30's and almost got married but called it off...

Then at age 38 I met the love of my life, although I didn't know it at the time because we were just friends and co-workers...until we got drunk and got busy one night during a storm. .

He's 3 inches shorter than me, and I weigh 20lbs more than him (although I'm trying to change this). He is the sexiest, cutest, nicest, funniest, kindest person and he LOVES that I'm taller than him. His confidence changed me.

At first I was embarrassed to be out holding hands with him, thinking everyone was looking at us. But he was so proud and happy and I saw very clearly that I was a complete moron. The first time he met my mom, who is handicapped, he stayed for the afternoon and built her a ramp so she could wheel into the back door of her house. I thought "how did I get so lucky?" He is the most wonderful person and he is my rock, and although I'm happy that I rejected short guys for years (because it meant I was available when he came along), I still feel bad that I doubted whether it would work between us because of something so minor.

Bottom line: sometimes you just have to give someone a chance. They may not be in the packaging you expected but it's what's inside that counts. We are getting married in a few months, and I can't wait to bend down to kiss him

I refused to date shorter men. I'm 5'11" and hated to feel like Sasquatch instead of feeling dainty and feminine. Most of my friends are tall, and have boyfriends/ husbands who are over 6'4". I always said the one thing I would never compromise on was dating short guys -- I just had too much of a complex about it and couldn't get over it. Years of being the "bottom layer" of a pyramid or standing in the back of the class had done that to me. Plus I love wearing heels once in a while and yet still being able to see eye to eye at cocktail parties instead of towering above. So I dated and dated and dated through my 20's and 30's and almost got married but called it off...

Then at age 38 I met the love of my life, although I didn't know it at the time because we were just friends and co-workers...until we got drunk and got busy one night during a storm. .

He's 3 inches shorter than me, and I weigh 20lbs more than him (although I'm trying to change this). He is the sexiest, cutest, nicest, funniest, kindest person and he LOVES that I'm taller than him. His confidence changed me.

At first I was embarrassed to be out holding hands with him, thinking everyone was looking at us. But he was so proud and happy and I saw very clearly that I was a complete moron. The first time he met my mom, who is handicapped, he stayed for the afternoon and built her a ramp so she could wheel into the back door of her house. I thought "how did I get so lucky?" He is the most wonderful person and he is my rock, and although I'm happy that I rejected short guys for years (because it meant I was available when he came along), I still feel bad that I doubted whether it would work between us because of something so minor.

Bottom line: sometimes you just have to give someone a chance. They may not be in the packaging you expected but it's what's inside that counts. We are getting married in a few months, and I can't wait to bend down to kiss him