Love

Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two. Louis De Bernieres

So I have been thinking a lot this Christmas season about how different it could have been for our family. When Robert had his aneurysm we were caught up in the moment of getting through it all. Since then we are back to "normal", whatever that is. He makes me crazy sometimes...and I do the same for him. When it is all said and done I still love him more than anything and I know that if we didn't spend our lives trying to live up to our promise to each other to be together for eternity then the "root" system we are creating wouldn't be as strong as it is. When I read this quote that I found on one of my favorite blogshttp://www.nieniedialogues.com It immediately made me think of my husband and marriage. I don't know where she found it or what it's from but I LOVE it. I also read a quote one time and I have been trying to find it so I would get it right, to no avail, that says something like the secret to a happy marriage isn't falling in love once, its falling in love many times with the same person. Ha, I can't remember exactly how it goes but you get the point.

I have many friends who haven't been so lucky as I, and I watch them with their daily struggles of single parenting, dealing with ex-spouses, and trying to make it through life on their own. I feel so blessed to have what I have and to know that my husband is striving for the same thing I am. He is stuck with me forever.

Here's to the kind of love that lasts when all of the hearts and flowers fade. The kind I wish for my kids to find in the future. The kind I am blessed enough to have in my life:)

That's all!