posted on Sep, 1 2013 @ 11:12 PM
So, I looked at my husband the other day and what I saw really moved me.
I saw this man who was, in essence, the teenager I fell love with, but not....his face was fuller, more worn, more lined but - here's the thing -
more beautiful to me.
How is that? I mean, in the shallow, superficial year 2013?
Everything that media and modern life tells us should leave me to believe that his teeth need to be whiter or his hair fuller or his skin more smooth.
The truth is, that would repulse me.
The crazy part is, I still see that boy he was, he's just so much more now.
I suppose that when you see a stranger or celeb or acquaintance who is older or who has aged, you don't necessarily know the road they
traveled...what caused that brow crease or jowl line.
But, with my husband, I do.
I feel lucky.