Ten weeks, five days. Day 77 in the quest to chase our little miracle
BARHUMBUG!
That is what i am saying to valentines day.
Maybe it is because the love of my life is not a romantic, maybe it is because i have never ‘truely’ recieved a valentine, or maybe it is because i believe that love isnt about a commercialised day.
Love is about every minute of every day, of every year you are together.
I have learned over the past ten years that love is not about choclates or flowers, or about the ‘stuff’ you get for christmas an birthdays… Love is about the hugs at the end of a bad day, love is about telling someone that it will be okay, even when you know it wont, and love is about respecting the person you are with, and loveing them even though sometimes you really just want to hate them.
I have learned over the past year that the one you love can hurt you in ways you never thought possible to forgive, and i have leaned that forgiveness for the unforgivable is what love and marriage is truly about. Over the past year i have learned more about myself and my love for my husband, and vice versa, then i ever thought possible. And i know that no matter the challenges this world throws at us, we will get through it, no matter what we go through, no matter how hard our journey becomes, we will always have each other, each and every minute of every trying day.
Love is not a day, love is in a lifetime. Love is not in a gift or a card, love is in the words you speak, and in the things you do. True love is not a day, it is a lifetime.
