I had really high expectations of love and marriage. I longed for an intense commitment that got me heartbroken before I found my husband.
I blame my parents.
Today is their anniversary, I'm sure that whatever they do will be romantic, no matter how simple or inexpensive.
I'm so thankful for their
I also love their shared goals. They love people and dedicate their life to them. They have taught us so much about selflessness.
I also blame them for my wonderful view of marriage. And for my desire to stick everything out. And for my second-nature to run toward God for answers.
They're my heroes.