Every week, I’m here with a different blind date. Instead of tending to them, my attention is always on the bartender. Axel is the guy I want, not these random men agreeing to meet up for a pointless date. I might be somewhat blind, but even I can’t miss the signs that Axel feels the same way. The way he scares them off with a scowl is enough proof. The burly bartender wants me as much as I want him. All it takes is one of us to get the courage to finally stop these perky dates for us to get somewhere. Once his name is thrown in, no other man stands a chance at owning my heart. There are numerous ways to differentiate one person from the next. Hair or eyes color, personality, sense of humor, and so forth. For some, it's a medical diagnosis. While that can be life-altering, it also doesn't define you. However, it can shake you, change you, shape you. But our core remains-the need for acceptance, love. We're here to give those that are perfectly imperfect their beautiful, heartwarming happily ever afters.