Why Me?

I looked at my husband. He had just finished taking a shower after coming home from the gym. As he stood there, naked, the words “fearfully and wonderfully made” came to my mind.

“You could have had any woman you wanted, why me?” I asked. It’s a question I have been asking myself ever since we met.

He walked over to me, making my heart beat faster. His eyes met mine in a steady gaze. “The first time I saw you, my heart said, ‘she’s the one.’ I listened to my heart and here we are.”

Behind the glasses, my eyes welled up with tears. “I’ll always be grateful to your heart,” I whispered.

“Me too,” he agreed softly before he took me in his arms and kissed me.

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