“More often than not, you’ll end up marrying the same kind of person who abused you.”
That’s what I once heard.
And for a long time, it haunted me.
But the more I journey through trauma recovery,
the more I stand amazed by God’s grace—
and by His gift to me through Cliff.
For every time I uncover a new truth to rewrite an old narrative,
I realize it’s the one he’s been speaking over me all along, since we met.
“You’re a good person.”
“You don’t need to be so hard on you.”
“You deserve a treat- when in doubt, spend more money on yourself!”
For all the bad that’s happened in my life,
I look back in awe and marvel—
at how God stopped two planes
so I could recognize there was more to you
than being just an accidental penpal
I stumbled upon during an accidental blog search,
whom I thought must surely be a scammer or cyber sex stalker.
I kept waiting for the truth to drop,
that you were not what you seemed to be,
but I’m glad it did never did. 💛
Who could have known that a stranger would later approach us to record our story—
and that the Toronto Botanical Garden would sponsor the garden wedding
I once dreamed of but thought we could never afford?
Here’s to 13 years—
of triumphs over health crises,
celebrating your cancer-surviving-post-transplant-Ironman journey
through five countries,
living out of suitcases,
facing near-death experiences,
raising two little angels,
and to the wonder…
of how redemption can weave its own love story.
To those of you who’ve journeyed with us all this while, THANK YOU for celebrating with us💛
