Day 10 comes from my sister, Brittany. And to be honest, I tried to sit on this one and share it closer to Valentine’s Day. Honestly, I did. But I just couldn’t wait, because these words and this story of love mean so much to me. Brittany is my sister, and she and Tori are my heart. It’s really hard for me to put into words how much I love and admire them, how much I love to see them happy, how much I ache to see them sad. It’s also really hard to language how incredible, hilarious, resilient, understanding, and good Brittany is. If you are lucky enough to know her, you are better for it. Period. She loves so fiercely and is so tender. I could go on and on and never quite say what I want to, so I’ll leave it at this. I will always be eternally grateful for Richie for waiting around for years for Britty, even before he knew who she was, and for fully accepting her where she was at when he met her, and acting without hesitation when he knew he’d met his wife. I truly believe he was prepared to love her and understand her experiences. I love him for bringing out the best in Brittany and truly bringing my friend back to me. Okay. All the tears, so no more words. READ ON, people.
“I met my husband less than six-months after ending a 7-year relationship. I remember feeling as though I would never find love again. It seemed impossible to me that I would ever be able to feel as comfortable with another person as I had been with my ex-husband. I was untrusting, skeptical, sad, and more than a little bit cynical. Really, I was a shadow of my former self. I had allowed my previous relationship to change me so much from the person I am that I hardly recognized, or liked the person I saw in the mirror anymore.
Richie has taught me more about the healing power of pure, unselfish love in the short time I’ve known him than I ever knew was possible. Because that’s the thing about real love in all its forms: it heals, transforms, and restores. Each day that we spent together while we were dating, I felt a part of me thaw and breathe again. He had no idea he was doing anything out of the ordinary, but he became such a force for good in my life. He listened as I cried about my previous marriage and never once judged me for any of the confusing feelings I confessed to him. He whole- heartedly, and without reservation, accepted and loved me with all my baggage. My relationships with my family, friends, my Heavenly Father, and especially myself improved as a result of the transformative power of falling in love with Richie.
A year of marriage later and a baby girl on the way, and he still continues to be that force for good. He knows the desires of my heart and anticipates my needs before I’m able to myself. Life with Richie is joyful. His mindful love for me and for our unborn baby girl takes my breath away almost on the daily, especially in the small details. As I watch him assemble her crib, or sort the laundry so that I don’t have to try bending over the hamper with my super pregnant belly, I can’t help but get weepy. These seem like silly things, but there will never be adequate words for the gratitude I feel for him and for his love; he has given me power to draw from and a safe place to land as I strive to become the woman, wife, daughter, sister, and mother of my own dreams.”