{"id":9212,"date":"2019-02-15T11:25:00","date_gmt":"2019-02-15T17:25:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mypeacezone.com\/?p=9212"},"modified":"2019-02-18T16:10:50","modified_gmt":"2019-02-18T22:10:50","slug":"the-chapters-of-my-love-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mypeacezone.com\/?p=9212","title":{"rendered":"The Chapters of My Love Story"},"content":{"rendered":"
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The first chapter of my love story began when I was a little girl seeing the adoring love that my mom and dad had for each other. I witnessed their sweet affection for each other. In fact, my dad couldn\u2019t keep his hands off my mom. \u201cRoscoe, QUIT!\u201d she\u2019d cry out when he was waaay too affectionate in public for her very prim and proper ways. They were my first example of true love. I think that\u2019s why I\u2019m a hugger today! Be forewarned!<\/p>\n

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The next love chapter was the love of my boyfriend who became my precious husband a few years later. What a wild and crazy adventure we took on by marrying when we hardly knew anything about life, but we kept practicing and before long, we had learned many trial-and-error lessons. Actually, we never did stop learning about life and each other.<\/p>\n

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Then, turn the pages to the love chapter of starting our family — 3 months into marriage. Love took on a whole new meaning when it produced our most treasured possessions \u2013 our two beloved children. We hardly knew how to take care of ourselves, never mind two children. I apologized to them many times for my mistakes along the way. In remorse, I’d say: \u201cPlease forgive me! I\u2019m new at this!\u201d<\/p>\n

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We wrote many chapters in our many years that followed: the right things to do to show love; things NOT to do that takes love tokens out of our \u201clove\u201d bank; setting a good love example for others to follow, and loving each other for better or worse, richer or poorer, in sickness and health until death parted us.<\/p>\n

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I began a new love chapter yesterday when I witnessed God’s love in human form. As I arrived at Children\u2019s Hospital for my volunteer work, this precious, beaming boy, in for new x-rays, came to me with this Valentine. I teared up as I told his mom that she was doing such a great job in guiding her boy into being kind to others. A radiologist came by and loved on me with words and action. My sweet girl took me for lunch and gave me these beautiful yellow roses. She knows her daddy and my love story so well. Our wedding included yellow roses and we have had yellow rose bushes planted at every home we\u2019ve lived in. Later at home, my doorbell rang and this gorgeous floral arrangement, that could easily fit at the front of a church, arrived from my son with words \u201cYou will always be my first sweetheart!\u201d<\/p>\n

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I love to give love, and I\u2019ve learned to receive love. I\u2019ve learned that compassion sowed, is compassion reaped; kindness given is kindness received. Through God’s great LOVE example of the gift of His Son to us, you and I can be that someone to someone else. We are chips off the ole’ block — and our BLOCK gave to us BIG TIME. Yesterday I was the recipient of God\u2019s love through others. Tomorrow, I plan on planting love and compassion and kindness \u2013 not to receive, but to give. I assure you, however, God just can\u2019t help Himself. When He sees His kids taking after Him, He just pours it on for us even more. Every chapter of my love story is interweaved with God\u2019s great love for me. BTW — yours is too!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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