in my ward who always sits together. That may not seem odd or out of place, but this sweet couple does not sit on a designated pew every week like most Mormon families. She is our ward chorister and sits on the stand behind the organ and he joins her up there EVERY week. I LOVE IT. I notice it and admire their devotion. That is a love like that cannot be faked, in my opinion. A love like that is grown over years of trial and error and fierce devotion to one another. Luckily I have a love like that! It’s in the baby stages still, but I feel I am loved. Not only am I loved, but I feel I have Corey’s whole heart! I NEVER doubt his loyalty to me. I am blessed!
Corey and I are not the mushy lovey-dovey type and neither of us would say our lives would be meaningless without the other, but our lives are definitely more complete with the other! We don’t believe in a ONE true love, but we do believe in the deep and passionate love we feel for each other. We don’t need to spend every waking moment with each other, but we love the waking moments we have together…and the quiet sleepy moments. We don’t feel like we are like our married peers although we deeply respect others marriages and choices. We don’t need to call each other every lunch hour. We don’t say “I love you” every time we hang up the phone. We don’t always kiss when we greet each other at the end of the day. But our love burns deep and strong and we are happy. We have the perfect marriage. We have our own interests and dreams to achieve independent of the other. We are both eagerly trying to make sure the others life dreams are realized. That is TRUE love!
With us there are no games or guessing. We are honest and blunt with each other. There are no secrets or sugar coating. I am blessed to be part of a marriage with open honest communication and absolutely NO FEAR! Truly I married my perfect match. Corey compliments my life in EVERY way. He makes me want to be better. He is my biggest cheerleader. He truly believes I can do anything…even when I doubt myself. Corey never lets me settle for less than I am. In his eyes I am the perfect mother, most beautiful woman, brilliant artist and best friend! He sees what I struggle to see and his love is pure and true. I feel it everyday…and not with words. I feel it when I enter a room and he smiles and his eyes literally sparkle. I feel it when he squeezes my hand in a moment he knows I am uneasy. I feel it with actions. I feel it when he looks at me from across our pew in church…with three restless kids separating us.
It’s safe to say that neither Corey nor I will ever have to worry about being a ward chorister and sitting together on the stand, but seeing this sweet couple in my ward has made be sit back and ponder the beauty of my marriage.
I am BLESSED!
