In love

 I am so very blessed in love. I was raised in an environment of fear and stress. I didn't know what it was like to trust that someone will love you, even after you mess up. I spent the first half of my life in fear, of either hell or rejection. 

When you learn that all kindness and love must be earned, and that you can never be consistently good enough,you eventually quit trying.

 I say all that because it plays such a huge role in how much I appreciate and relish all of the love and joy that I have in my life.

 I am not even close to perfect. I can be impatient, critical, selfish and ungrateful. I usually try to be as good as possible and to work hard, but I often fail.

 With all,of my failings, I am loved.

 I have a husband who sees me as so much better than I could possibly be. He forgives me when I need it and never makes me earn his affection.

Because of his love it is easier for me to believe that God can love me. I know God can see all of my failings, and that's a scary thought, but If my husband can love me through imperfection I think a God can too.

 I am so very blessed to be in love.