I love hearing women's love stories, there's just something so real and exciting about them. Does that make me a hopeless romantic? Probably, I don't care.
Quite often I'm asked how I fell in love with my husband, and all I can really say is a little bit at a time. When I think back to our beginning I wonder if it really was love that I felt at that time. It looks and feels so different than it does now. I'm sure in another 15 years it will look completely different from now, and I'll be contemplating it again. I love that about love, it's constantly changing but it's still remains so powerful.
When I said my vows 13 and a half years ago, I didn't expect that I would be so happy. I HOPED I would be, but I didn't expect to be. In my mind our marriage could have gone a lot of different ways. All I knew was that I was going to do what was best for my child and to me that was a 2-parent family. I'll give you a little insight into me, I'm a very accepting person. It has it's advantages but it also has it's disadvantages. Advantage- I adapt to situations pretty easily. Disadvantage- I never think to try to change things. So when I came into this marriage I just accepted that it was going to be my life and I would just live within it no matter what happened. I wasn't sure if there would continue to be love or if resentment would set in either my heart or my husband's once things became hard. Thankfully God knew this about me and gave me someone who was the polar opposite and would want to see change eventually.
I'm so thankful for the decision so many years go, even though it was made out of necessity it was the right one for me.
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