Love Deeply

I want to make a big plaque and hang it in our house with those simple words to remind me every day how dear my husband is, how precious our marriage is, and that a honeymoon between a man and his wife doesn't have to end the day they step foot off the plane that brought them home from their exotic vacation. LOVE DEEPLY.

For some reason, in our culture, the norm is that once a man and a woman become married, that cute spark they have dissipates. They go back to being individuals, becoming consumed with the cares of their daily responsibilities. I don't understand why it has to be that way.

Perhaps being separated from my husband by a year long deployment, I learned to care very much for every moment we can share together. I know that every kiss is to be cherished, every touch of love is to be soaked in. I crave his presence, I revel in our union, and I pray that there never comes a day when I don't feel the passion.

I want to always be the couple that finds themselves kissing in a parking lot just because. I want to always be the wife who when my husband rolls over in bed just as I drift off to sleep and tells me that the 3 hours on the road at 6:30 the next morning would be too boring without me, I will be willing to go. Candle-lit dinners, goblets of wine, and twinkling smiles at each other across the table should never be reserved for only anniversaries and Valentine's Days'.

Life brings its cares and toils that can distract from our relationships, but marriage is something to be worked at. I believe that love can burn brightly as long as we don't forget to fan the embers.

Love always, love truly, love madly... LOVE DEEPLY.