Unconditional Love

I picked him! I’ve heard this saying from several people in my life. I used to laugh and say, “no he trapped me,” it’s been the running joke for over 37 years now. Today it sat wrong on my heart and I said the words quietly out loud, but they stabbed liked a knife in my heart.

He’s quirky, he does things different, he walks at his own pace, he has his own ideas, his views aren’t always the same as everyone’s, the weight on his shoulders in huge, he struggles each day and yet he never shows how he really feels to anyone but me.

I didn’t pick him, God put us on the same path because He knew we needed each other. He’s supposed to be my husband. He’s supposed to be the father to my kids, this life was supposed to always be what it is and no one is going to ever say that to me again. NO ONE! Because now my answer will be “You’re wrong! I didn’t pick him, God did, and I’m thankful today that he did!” I can’t stop fate, but I can stop the hate.

We didn’t make it this long for others to judge the way things turned out. We made it because it’s what was supposed to be. I love my husband and he truly loves me. We may not have the money, the best house, the nicest car or everything material in life that we dreamt we would have, we HAVE each other and the love we have will never be broken. God did this and I truly am at peace with my life.

I picked to never give up on you, I picked love, I didn’t have to pick you, it was already in my life story you were a gift, you were given to me.