I was listening to Dr. Laura on podcast and a lady called saying she left her husband because he physically abused her and still abusing drugs and alcohol.
The caller left with her son but called to Dr. Laura to whine that she still loved him.
And so here's Dr. Laura's take on love:
LOVE IS NOT ENOUGH.
LOVE (What you think is love) ISN'T EVEN LOVE.
FEAR OF BEING ALONE.
DEPENDENCY ON EACH OTHER.
FANTASY WISHES OF EVERYTHING BEING MAGICAL.
Love should be:
In all, she says love is not enough to sustain a marriage especially when one cares more about "fill-in-the-blank" destructive behaviors than the spouse and kids.
Why am I even copying this down? Because I want to talk about my love for my husband.
His birthday was yesterday. He is truly the love of my life. I love him more today than when I first met him because my admiration and respect for him jumped to the forefront of the mushy feelings I had for him (you know the butterflies in your tummy).
He is so patient with the kids and myself. He is smart about his business and personal affairs. He takes into account other people's feelings.
My boys hit the jackpot in the daddy department. He likes to spend time teaching them how to work on cars, throw a ball, discipline with firm but loving touch, and he sets a pretty good example of how to be a dad and man.
I love that he loves ice cream cakes. It makes him so happy.
Love, love, love my lovely hubby.