If you’re like me, you believe in making mistakes. If you’re like me, you would also do anything for your kids. Even foolish things, like go to Disneyland one week after giving birth and walk around a crowded amusement park for hours.
And then, there are instances in which you don’t think you’ve made a mistake. In fact, you’re certain there was no error in your ways. But there are those who try to convince you otherwise.
For instance, when I decided to get married.
Yes, I was fresh out of high school. Yes, I was young and naive. Who cares? Apparently, whole bunch of people. Or at least they did at the time. They told me I was making the biggest mistake of my life.
They told me my marriage would never last . . . We were too young. We didn’t understand complicated ‘adult’ relationships. We would end up getting divorced.
Others were convinced I was ruining my future. They thought I would never finish college. That neither one of us would have successful careers. That we’d be incapable of providing for our children because we ourselves were children.
Well, they were wrong.
Marrying the love from my youth was not a mistake. I won’t list the reasons I still love waking up to my best friend. There are too many to count–twenty years worth. Plus, I’ve gotta get back to nursing my little champ. That said, I’d like to leave you with a quick question:
Could you sum up your love story in six words?
If someone asked me to breakdown my relationship in just six words, I’d probably say:
He’s the only mistake worth repeating.