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Thirty-Three Years of Choosing

Updated: Feb 18





Not thirty-three months.

Not thirty-three weeks.

Not thirty-three days.

Not thirty-three fleeting hours.


Thirty-three years of choosing.


Years of searching—and loving.

Years of learning—and loving.

Years of years of parenting—and loving.

Years of building—and loving.


Thirty-three years of becoming.


Seasons of doubt,

hurt,

fights,

cracks that threatened the surface—


yet never the foundation.


Thirty-three yearsnot of perfection,

but of perseverance.


Not of ease,

but of endurance.


A lifetime of reconciliation,

reparation,

creation,

celebration.


A lifetime of choosing each other

again

and again

and again.


Not merely thirty-three blessed years—

but earned ones.



For my parents

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