I broke up with the other two. I feel kind of terrible because I feel so unjustified and unworthy of having been in the position of choosing among women in the first place. One had some things in common with my first wife that I was unable to see past; she handled the breakup like a saint. The other, the extremely pretty one, just spent the better part of an hour telling me that I'd made the wrong decision but she wouldn't take me back if I asked. Also, she was very critical about the multiple-dates thing, which I think was fair, and critical that I didn't give her much of a chance, which was also fair; however there was only one way for me to stop multiple dating which was to stop giving someone further chances. So as I reflect on those breakup experiences, it reinforces my feeling that I made the right choice to break up with the pretty one.
My now one and only girlfriend thought I was breaking up with her before, and handled that experience so kindly. Like the student pastor who reminded me too much of my first wife, it's a real contrast with the pretty one.
I guess honestly I'm kind of glad for the multiple dating thing because I could potentially have married any one of them and I only dated one of them I would only have had a one in three chance of finding the one I'm with now. And if I had only dated her alone I think I might not have realized how uniquely lovely her heart is and been able to see past her looks.