Why I Believe in Love …
Do You Believe in Love? Maybe you have been broken. Maybe you have been crushed, betrayed or hurt. Your heart feels fragile and delicate all of the sudden. I’m here to tell you that it doesn’t have to be that way. Everyone has a journey they must walk and a story that needs to be told, so what’s yours?
For me, I have always been a believer of love… in love with the idea of love. I craved relationships, being needed and having my ‘person’. I think I was so in need of someone that I clung onto the wrong guy because it was the right time, so I thought. Does that make sense? Fresh out of college, I was ready to get my life started. Full of energy and optimism, I was ready to get going and he just so happened to want to get going with me. We were married in December of 2005 and I was thrilled to get my story started. What I didn’t know is that my story had begun long before I met him.
6 month later I was crushed. It felt like a boulder had landed on my heart and wouldn’t let up. This hole I was buried in was unforgiving and dark and I finally knew where the term HEART-BROKEN came from.
Then one day—I remembered that my story began long before I met him. There was someone who had always loved me. Always stayed with me and never betrayed me.
I had interviewed and gotten a job working for the National MS Society. Jimmy, found me online and emailed me asking if I liked the job. Evidently, he had also interviewed & was curious about who beat him out for the job. I still don’t know how it happened that from that first email of 1 sentence, we built what we have today. We also figured out that it wasn’t the MS Society, but Muscular Dystrophy that he interviewed for. I don’t know if it was fate, or God that lead him to me …. but I’ll tell you this, I fall to my knees and pray every night that it did.
I now believe in love not because I need it, but because I have been loved. I have felt it… experienced it…. treasured it. Patient and strong. Steady and unrelenting. UNCONDITIONAL. For me. I KNOW that love can heal all wounds, and he loved the scars that were left on my heart until those scars disappeared … replaced by pure joy! He loved me when I didn’t think I needed it…. when I certainly didn’t deserve it … and when I didn’t love myself. He took my hand, and led me where I was always meant to be.
As we celebrate 6 years together, and our 3rd wedding anniversary this month, I feel lucky. My journey was a bumpy one. My story, not easy to recall. But here I am, way down the road…. And I am humbled by the blessings in our lives. Those blessings call us Mom and Dad.
I am so happy that he sent me that email.
I know now that I was given a bumpy start so that when I am in the presence of a bride, smiling at her Groom, I can truly appreciate what they have and I remember that my job, is the best one, because I get to be part of countless happy journeys!
I love you Jimmy.
That is my story … what’s yours?