Since I wrote a love letter dedicated solely to you. I was speaking to someone at work recently about the hypothetical conversation we had years ago in the apartment. If the doctor had told me I had to choose between you and one of our children. Do you remember my response? I said I'd choose you. At the time we had no kids, and so I didn't know Riles or Olivia.
The thing is, I'd still make the same choice today. I know I haven't been quite acting like it lately, but you're still my number one lady. And I love you more than anyone or anything else. I should be going above and beyond for you, more so than I do for our daughters. I forgive them effortlessly. I guess it takes me longer to forgive you because I trust you more, and make myself more vulnerable to you. Others I expect to let me down, but for some reason, it still sucks when you do. I guess that's what happens with the one you love the most.
Except I also know that the one I love the most also deserves the most grace from me. I don't ever want to remain in a place where our relationship is based solely on how I feel about you. The truth is, I hate being mad at you. It's the one thing that drains me more than anything else. I need you. All of you, differences and all.
So I'm challenging myself to go find the proverbial "shopping cart" for you every time. Because you're that important to me.
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