Updated: May 26, 2020
Originally Published: Aug. 18, 2018
When I first met my husband, I believed I had discovered a love so profound and authentic that I would never experience it again. How naive I was.
I fell in love again the moment he shed tears while welcoming our first child into the world, cutting the umbilical cord with trembling hands. I fell in love once more when, amidst a chaotic scene of milk stains and exhaustion, he looked at me—disheveled in the same pants I had worn for days—and told me I was beautiful.
There were countless moments that deepened my affection for him. Like the Christmas Eve he stayed awake, meticulously assembling a master Lego set for our kids. Or that heart-wrenching day at the ultrasound when the silence spoke volumes; he held me tightly, understanding that no words could ease our pain.
I fell in love again when I awoke to find his side of the bed perfectly made, only to discover him downstairs, crafting the most magical Easter egg hunt imaginable. When I was nine months pregnant, he lovingly painted my toenails, and I fell for him again. Even in the delivery room, as I laughed away the pain of contractions, he made me fall in love all over again.
Every little detail mattered. He remembered to move the Elf on the Shelf each night in December, watched “Love Actually” with me for the fifth time, and bravely took on toilet duty when the whole house was sick. His unwavering support during our youngest’s distress, where he prayed and asked countless questions of the doctors, made me love him even more.
I fell in love again when I found him sleeping on the floor beside the crib, and when he instilled values of chivalry in our boys, teaching them to hold doors for others. His dedication shone through when he worked 30 hours of overtime in just two weeks to fund a family vacation, and when he faced his fear of motion sickness to ride a roller coaster for our children’s joy.
As I notice new wrinkles and grey hairs, his reassurance that I become more beautiful with age keeps me falling in love anew. Many claim love is blind, but I believe true love requires clarity. It’s about embracing each other wholly, with patience and encouragement, especially in our most challenging moments. True love is an ongoing journey of rediscovery, where we find reasons to fall in love every single day.
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In summary, the love that evolves through shared experiences and challenges can deepen the bond between partners. Each moment, whether joyous or difficult, provides an opportunity to rediscover love in its many forms.
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