And then one day in December he called her up and said, I want to date you. He told her, if they were going to do the best friends to dating thing, they had to be all in. So, do you want to be my girlfriend? He was in a another state, so she laughed at first. I think she actually hung up on him. Or told him she needed to call him back. I can't remember this part of the story too well, or the part where she called him back and said, fine then—I'll be your girlfriend.
They are getting married this summer. And they will be force together. They will do great things just because they love each other so well. A force! for healing, relief, goodness, happiness, for all those who know them.
The reason I had to write this post is because I just finished reading this article. A quote (I love the last 2 sentences the most):
The third kind of marriage is not perfect, not even close. But a decision has been made, and two people have decided to love each other to the limit, and to sacrifice the most important thing of all—themselves. In these marriages, losing becomes a way of life, a competition to see who can listen to, care for, serve, forgive, and accept the other the most. The marriage becomes a competition to see who can change in ways that are most healing to the other, to see who can give of themselves in ways that most increase the dignity and strength of the other. These marriages form people who can be small and humble and merciful and loving and peaceful.And they are revolutionary, in the purest sense of the word. —Marriage is for Losers