For Better or For. . .

I remember him in those days well. Those piercing blue eyes, that chiseled jaw line, and those juicy lips drew me in, and ultimately, his heart to relate to others as a career choice sealed the deal. This was the man I was going to marry. Our life together would be perfect with well-mannered and happy-all-the-time children. We would have a weekly date nights meant to keep our passionate love alive.
Yea. About that . . .

Fast forward almost thirteen years after that first official date, and you will see a picture much different than that one I had envisioned. . .

Continue reading my guest post on marriage¬†here¬†at Gwendolyn Fiola’s Blog.

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