Looking for perfection only sets expectations that no human being can meet, can they? No one is perfect – well, God but I haven’t been invited to his house yet. As I grow older and appreciate my husband more for the person he is, I have learned it’s the “weaknesses” in ourselves that give us humility.
I thank The Lord my husband loves me in spite of myself. 🙂
Young love, first love, everlasting love? What do you think makes it stick?
