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February, the month of love. In the midst of winter, after the post-holiday fallout (and for some, the post-holiday blues), February can be a reminder of who we have in our lives and how we can show our appreciation for them. Any time I am granted that reminder, I try to grab the opportunity and seize it. I would love for you to do the same. On Wednesday, I will share easy and affordable ways to shower your partner with love this Valentine’s Day. Today I want to share my love story (that is still being written).

I entered through the doors of the brick, one-story school to begin my seventh grade year. I had a class of about fifty peers and this day would start a whole new adventure. Our town’s Catholic school only went to sixth grade. That meant new blood for the first time in six years and I think we were all anticipating this shift in the norm.

I saw him in the hall – a blonde haired, blue eyed boy with a bored expression on his face. I hoped I would share many classes with him, but it ended up that I didn’t share any classes with him (and I wouldn’t until our senior year in high school). Months later, I attended my first school dance. The boy, Chad, asked me to dance. I delightfully agreed and went home with the butterflies swarming in my belly. The following Monday, he wrote me the classic note. “Will you go out with me? Check yes or no.”

I checked yes and sent it off with one of his friends. For the next few weeks, we only communicated in notes passed between our friends. One day, Chad’s best friend told me that Chad said he wanted to kiss me. I panicked and broke up with him the next day. Our first kiss was seven years later.

Chad helped me get out of an unhealthy relationship that only a handful of people knew about. There is no logical reason that I can come up with to explain what made him stick around through all of the craziness I was going through in the beginning of our relationship, but he did. In the following years, we went through bumps and path changes, laughter and deep love. He lost me about three years into dating and then fought for me during the remaining six months. He showed me in those months that he had what it took to never give up on me, to never give up on us. That was so important to me.

Six months after we started dating again, he proposed to me in the same location my father had proposed to my mother thirty years before. It was perfect. Mackinac Island Proposal

Our wedding was one year later on a hot, sticky, tornado warning day (no joke). 30685_518068411129_2711861_n

All of these moments are so wonderful to remember but the best part of my love story is right now. Two kids, endless fights, tears, struggles, and triumphs later, we still love each other. We still choose each other every day. Some days, it seems impossible to choose him (and I could never blame him for sometimes not wanting to choose me) but we fight through our feelings and are there for each other. Our children, who have brought many struggles to our marriage, have also given us a bond that can never be broken. Fighting through the hardships has only strengthened our resolve.

I absolutely adore this quote, found here: http://www.hplyrikz.com/post/61113587975

The truth is that the more intimately you know someone, the more clearly you’ll see their flaws. That’s just the way it is. This is why marriages fail, why children are abandoned, why friendships don’t last. You might think you love someone until you see the way they act when they’re out of money or under pressure or hungry. Love is something different. Love is choosing to serve someone and be with someone in spite of their filthy heart. Love is patient and kind, love is deliberate. Love is hard. Love is pain and sacrifice, it’s seeing the darkness in another person and defying the impulse to jump ship.

Is love all you need? Maybe. However, love without commitment, without choosing each other isn’t really love at all.

I am thrilled with my choice.

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I want to know – who have you chosen? What is your love story? Your story might be featured on next week’s blog!