This does seem to be true; for me

 

 

 

I am finding this out to be so very true.  Love is a word that is so very over used;

has so many meanings; Love is different things, a different emotion a different feeling

for everyone.  All types of Love is sweet, is beautiful; but it is that special love between

a man and a woman; a love that binds their souls for life, a passion that never dies;

just "adjusts" over time; that most of us want the most.

 

I had it once; and it was so beautiful it took my breathe away; it took my heart away...

but it didn't last, no fault to blame; it just couldn't last in the direction it took.

I thought I had found it again; but, after all these years; I've become wise enough

to know that I am not "in love" with the man who is my husband...I love him; but

not in the way marriage should love.

He rescued me from a horrible situation; he gave me a home, he raised my

daughter like she was his own; he helped give US a beautiful daughter; and he

trusted me to raise his three girls.

But "in love" was not there; just "grateful love"....and it makes me sad...

for  him and for me