"When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible." - When Harry Met Sally the rest of my life is getting ready to start
Isn't it kind of amazing how a person who was once a stranger, can suddenly, without warning, mean the entire world to you? And isn't it scary that once they mean the entire world to you that they can become a stranger again?
Love is not grand, romantic feelings. Love is not butterflies. Love is a choice made daily to put one's needs ahead of your own. True love is not found. It does not happen by chance. True love must be cultivated. True love is built.