True Love

True love is many things. Often I am reminded of it. Tonight is one of them. So many things going on, medical, social, ethical and I found myself a bit of a puddle today. My husband, my best friend, reminds me why I love him more than any other. True love is staying up as late as it takes to make sure your love is heard, to make sure the day ends better than it went. He has PT in the morning, he is going to be so tired. He will know though that I am ok because he cares. So very lucky. He accepts me for me, and when I feel lost, he reminds me of myself so I can find my way back. I adore him.

I can’t remember the last argument we had. It must have been a while ago. So I am sure I am cursing us. But for now I am just going to live in the glow. I wanted to mention that true love doesn’t mean perfect, it means perfectly imperfect together.

Sometimes I am shocked at how smitten I am with him still. 13 years and still he makes me feel 16. We had just been friends. Most everyone called him G. I joked often that G stood for God. He was a god to me, he glowed and it seemed he was perfect and could do no wrong. Many people thought this too. I still think he is the most divine being on the planet. Certainly the only one that can love living with me. 🙂

I am rambling. Forgive me. I hope who ever is reading this knows love that is true. It is as romantic as the books and as broken as the worst country songs. What ever your love is like, be thankful for it.