I Believe in True Love!

This topic will probably never be brought up again, because the subject of love is my most guarded prize. I'm a bit stingy when it comes to talking about it, because I believe in it so deeply and cherish what I have.

Fourteen Years ago I started dating the love of my life and married him in eight short months. I was completely head over heals in love with him. He was patient and kind to me and who doesn't love a guy who listens when you talk? To me he was literally a breath of fresh air and I couldn't get enough and still can't.

I knew in a matter of weeks, I wanted to marry him. He was smart, witty, and did I mention he listens. For me this was a deal breaker. I don't even remember how many guys I'd dated who didn't listen or just made decisions for me. I didn't like that, especially after being in a abusive and controlling first marriage.

My Hubby, Ken is and was nothing like your typical A-sexual male. He was thirty years old, had a engineering degree, a job, and knew where he was going. Several of the guys I'd dated didn't have half that quality. One guy in particular's biggest goal in life was to be a UPS driver. (yeah, not exactly the pick of the litter.)

Ken had bigger dreams and he wanted more out of life when it came to his career and family. I was a single mother at the time and thought my options were limited, because what type of guy wants to be a parent to someone else's kids?

To my astonishment, he did. He was more than willing to help raise my two girls. Later he even got the opportunity to adopt them. Every time he's stepped up and shown me what a real man is like and several times I've been floored by how willing he was to take on so much responsibility.( Five kids, being one of them.)

I'd grown up with a good father that did those things for me and my siblings, but when I went out and started dating I found not a lot of guys had much to offer in terms of responsibility. Ken was definitely a keeper.

And some how in the Mormon world  he'd stayed single for so long. (Most are married by the age of 22-25.) I was amazed that such a catch had stayed single. Of course I was more than willing to snatch him up and keep him for myself. He was worth the effort and I had no intention of letting him go and still don't.

After so many years of marriage with him I've learned a great deal from watching him. He's taught me to shut up and listen once in awhile.(Although he'd never say it like that.)
Silence is good, cause sometimes completely random answers come to you without even knowing what  the question was.

Ken taught me it's okay to not know. Sometimes I'd feel stupid for not knowing the answer. He's known for saying, "So what if you don't know that, everyone can't know everything." (See what I mean with being patient.)

And last he taught me that true love does exist. After fourteen years of marriage you can still be in love with the same person and not only that, but you can still like being around them. (He's the first person I think to call when anything good or bad comes my way.) I look forward to spending time with him and yes, especially talking with him cause he's a great listener.