I was single for a very long time, and I really loved it. But I really, really love being married, too. As it turns out, finding a life partner is not all that overrated. If anything, it is underrated. It is one of the greatest joys of my life. But then again, I suspected it would be, as do we all before we have it.
I love to look at David. I love to see him. He loves to touch me. He is supremely good. We are together almost constantly.
“When you can read a book, read a poem, take walks together, that is love.” That is what my dad told me one time.
“When you can be alone together,” he said, “That is love.”
He was right.
We are companions. We are happy. This is love.
And this is what I want everyone to have.
So, please. Please, please don’t put it off like I did, hoping some magic would come into play. If you want a partner, go out and find one. Do everything you can think of, including praying.
Take happiness into your own hands.
You can’t be responsible for everyone else in this world, but you can be responsible for that.