My husband gave me a beautiful Valentine's Day card yesterday. On the front it said - "You are the best part of the best years of my life."
I loved those words and they stuck with me all day. And later, in the quiet of the night, I realized why. That is exactly how I feel about him.
These ARE the best years of my life. They are the best because I am safe. I am happy. I am free. And, despite what was done to me when I was a little girl, I love and I trust this man of mine.
Oh, I do not feel that way all the time. But I feel that way most of the time. And add that to the fact that I am married to a wonderful man who has always tried to understand me and my pain. Who, even when he did not understand me, trusted and loved me anyway. And always treated me with tender loving care.
It took me years to really trust in his love, but I do now. And I no longer need a Valentine's Day card to know he loves me.
And that is the best part of all.