ed it would ha
ould come with grand gestures, with someone who matched every expectation I'd set
always does, had
e pulpit every Sunday, teaching us about God's love, while quietly teaching me about the kind of love that
no idea that meeting him woul
ame to me, he seemed unsure, hesitant, and vulnerable. We didn't just talk about faith-we sha
expectations from our families, doubts about the future, and the undeniable pressure of his financial struggl
g I didn't back then: love isn't just about who you
taught me the most important lesson of all: that life, in all its messine