I've had four serious boyfriends in my lifetime and more dates than I wish to admit to. Some of those men were very nice to me and I fancied myself in love with them. But, this week, according to my best calculations, marks the date at which I have been partnered with Paul longer than I have been partnered with anyone else, and I'm still amazed at the fact that he is, that we are, who we are.
Four years ago, right around this time, I was discovering that my then husband had left me for another woman and I thought that I would never, ever love again or be loved again. And now, just four years later, I am loved in a way that my ex-husband never could have. In a way that I never honestly believed I deserved.
Sappy, yes. But so true it has to be put down in writing.
2 comments:
Not sappy, but honest and sweet. I'm so very happy for the both of you.
I feel you, here. After thinking that I would never, never feel anything again, and that I had lost absolutely everything--I found the Boy. Or he found me. Whatever :)
God is good.
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