I had to learn tho play this as did all three of my children.
Did I ever mention how much I love being married? There’s not a day that goes by in which I don’t sigh and think to myself how much I love my husband. I adore him. God simply gave me the most wonderful man in the whole wide world.
The past few days I have been thinking a lot about marriage and how blessed I am. For some reason, a lot of couples seem to slowly lose their “spark of love” as the years go by. This is even expected by the world. They say, “Oh, well you’re newlyweds… just wait.” I don’t understand why the spark of love ever has to fade… or disappear for that matter. If we’re taking the time to cultivate the spark, it won’t fade or disappear but only grow bigger. I want to be the wife who greets my husband with a sparkle in my eye when he arrives home. To be the wife who, though there are a million other things on my mind, eagerly sits down and spends quality time with my husband. To be the wife who loves to surprise my husband with little “I love you” notes hidden for him to find. To be the couple who, for no reason other than love, kisses while waiting for the stoplight to turn green. To be the old and gray couple holding hands at the grocery store. My marriage to my husband is my top priority in order that the spark of love never, ever grows dim.
“I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.” — Lisa Kleypas