Love is a choice... I know that Cedric chose to love me and chooses to love me daily.
Sometimes, I'm not at my very best. Sometimes I get tired and don't do everything I used to do when we were dating. Sometimes I get angry and let my anger get out of control. Sometimes I don't treat him like he deserves to be treated. Sometimes I don't look my best. Sometimes I'm not as supportive or encouraging as I should be for him. But regardless of the things I do that may not be becoming of the Proverbs 31 woman I strive to be, Cedric still chooses to love me.
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