When I was raising my 14-year-old son as a single mother in Toronto, he helped me publish a magazine.

當時我是一個撫養14歲男孩的單親媽媽，住在多倫多，他幫我出版了一本雜志。

One day, an incredibly handsome, soft-spoken, well-mannered visitor from Dar es Salaam, Tanzania, visited my office. We shared our experiences as volunteer editors.

那天一名來自坦桑尼亞達累斯薩拉姆的客人造訪了我的辦公室，他生得英俊，聲線柔和，舉止得當，我們在一起分享了志愿編輯的一些心得。

When he left, my son whispered, “Mom! Now, that’s the kind of man you should marry!” I blushed and laughed it off and didn’t think about it again.

他離開后，兒子小聲和我耳語道：“媽媽，你就應該和那樣的男人結婚！”我聽完就臉紅了，并一笑置之，在也沒有想起這茬。

Eight years later, I met the same man again. He was now a widower. We married and are still together nine years later, coediting an international magazine.

八年后，我又見到了他。當時他是一個鰥夫（喪妻的男子）。我們結婚了，到現在為止我們一共生活了9年，共同編輯一本國際性雜志。