Man, I love this guy.
It’s not our anniversary or anything, but I had to take a minute to say this. I married the best guy out there. He respects women (and all humans), he works hard, he loves the crap outta me and his family, and he’s been here for me through a REALLY hard few years.
This is a picture from our wedding (obviously). It’s a picture of the moment that I corrected his BARELY flawed repeating of the pastor’s words. In front of everyone we know. Because that’s what I do, and he loves me anyway.
The keys to staying solid in our relationship have sometimes been less than glamorous. It’s not always love and romance. Sometimes, it’s tolerance and space. And a lot of faith in each other.
It’s not always an even give-and-take. Sometimes, it’s absorbing a LOT of hurt from the person you love (me) because they’re overflowing with pain and it just has to go somewhere. It’s sitting tight for the downs, because they’re inevitably followed by ups. It’s letting ourselves laugh even when we want to be mad, closed off, or shut down. It’s letting each other learn, and learning from each other.
I “get” what Mr. Rogers was saying when he said “Love isn’t a state of perfect caring. It is an active noun like “struggle.” To love someone is to strive to accept that person exactly the way he or she is, right here and now–and to go on caring even through times that may bring us pain.”
Love is NOT composed entirely of the good, comfortable, happy feelings, and that’s what makes it beautiful and necessary. This relationship has been the catalyst for some serious lessons that I wouldn’t have learned otherwise.
Love you beyond words, Spencer!
Photo by Claire Ryser at CCCUCC in Brookside, MO a SUPER LONG TIME AGO 😜 #liztalkslife
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