Reflection on Today's Quote
It’s funny, isn’t it? We think love is one big lightning bolt moment—fireworks, butterflies, the whole cinematic glow. But that wears off. Even the best marriages get messy. You’ll see dishes in the sink, socks on the floor, and tempers you didn’t know you had. The butterflies pack up and move to quieter pastures. And this is where the real stuff begins.
Loving someone over the long haul is less about feeling and more about choosing. You choose them again when they’re grumpy. When you are. When you’re both tired, irritated, and scraping by on leftovers and little sleep. You fall in love again, not because everything is perfect, but because something deeper kicks in. Commitment dressed in patience. Grace wearing pajamas.
It’s like rediscovering someone a hundred different ways—when they laugh at something stupid, when they cry about something deep, when they say sorry and really mean it. The more you stay, the more layers you uncover. Sometimes it’s romantic. Sometimes it’s boring. Sometimes it’s just passing the remote and understanding each other in silence.
You fall in love again, not because your partner changed, but because you did. You saw more, understood more, and somehow still said, “Yeah. You. I’m in.”
That’s not just success. That’s holy.
Step Up To The Challenge
Do one deliberate act of re-falling in love with your partner—without expecting anything in return.
Maybe it’s writing them a note and hiding it in their bag. Maybe it’s making their coffee just the way they like it. Maybe it’s listening—really listening—when they talk about something small.
Don’t wait for the spark. Be the spark. Light it again. Quietly, intentionally, without fanfare. Because the magic isn’t gone—it’s just waiting to be noticed again. (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12)