When I find another wrinkle or another grey hair, he tells me I get prettier with age — I fall in love again.
Some say love is blind. I disagree. To know true love is to go in eyes wide open and see each other wholly and completely with love and acceptance. Encouragement and patience. True love is what happens when we are at our worst and helps us see the light.
True love is about falling in love every day.
This piece originally appeared at My 3 Sons, published with permission.