The Love of My Life Happens to Be My Wife

By Daniel Dessinger · Friday, October 31st, 2008

I have only to see this photo, and I am overwhelmed. We have many differences. We’ve had many fights. Yet I love her. She is the love of my life. As long as we both live, I will long for her alone.

My words are always feeble. But this face. This is the face I will study and know every day of my life. This face will be more natural and real to me than my own. This is the face of the love of my life.

There are many reasons why we shouldn’t work out. We are very different people. Some of our deeper convictions don’t match. But most of them do. And it’s not always easy loving someone different than me. But as you can clearly see, hers is a face I cherish. When I’m angry. When I’m sad. When I’m content. When I’m at peace. I love her always.

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