Spent almost 27 years with my first wife. Came home from work a couple years back to an empty closet and a Dear John note. She hated anything to do with fish or fishing so my addiction didn't help.

In hindsight it was probably the best thing even though it was hell going through it.

A year later I met the "right one". She LOVES fishing. Loves being on the boat. Handles her own rod and nets a fish like a pro. Just today she was wishing the rivers were in shape so we could spend the day on the water.

Like was mentioned above...just gotta find the right one.