It was early Wednesday morning and a husband and wife were getting ready for work. Both stood in their master bathroom, sleepy from far to few hours of sleep. The wife wearing a towel, looked in her vanity mirror and began to speak.
“I have a scar here. And a bruise here.”
The husband looked at his wife as she pointed out her “flaws.”
“And I have this scar here. And this.” She patted her stomach.
The husband just stood there silent. Then he said the only thing he could say (without getting killed): “I don’t see the scar or the bruise or what you call a belly. I love the whole you. I love you for this.”
He then pointed to her heart.
He knew love is more than a sum of body parts. It’s something much greater. He smiled at her and then went to go finish getting ready for the long day ahead.
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