I know that F. Scott Fitzgerald was wrong when he said, "There are no second acts in American lives." I know this because I had a front row seat to one of the most amazing and heartwarming second acts ever.It was not until I was well grown and approaching middle age that my mom (Elise) shared the depth of her love for Peter, her first love. She had been engaged to him for over a year before she met my dad. Mom had a ring that she returned after finally admitting to herself that her...