My husband only cares that I am happy, and he unfailingly puts my happiness first - ahead of his own - ahead of everyone else's - and has done so for the past 19 years (18 married). Unconditional love cares not for the common, superficial requirements like youth or beauty. It is definitely reciprocal he has seen me at my best, but more importantly, he has seen me at my VERY WORST - four days sick with the stomach flu - unshowered, pasty faced, hair a mess. I stumbled - wary from a bad previous marriage - into my relationship with my husband, yet I have absolutely no doubt that he loves me with the same utterly unwavering commitment his mother had towards those she loved. I know my parents would have written me off if I'd done anything even slightly scandalous. My husband, on the other side, grew up with an Earth Mother, who OPENLY adored everything about him, and would have loved him even if he'd been a serial killer - she would have done anything to help him even if he was found guilty of murdering a thousand people, and would have loved him ANYWAY, while condemning his behavior. My family loved me, but that love was very conditional on my behaving in a way that my parents considered socially acceptable - do well in school, don't get arrested, don't embarrass them in any way. I was spoiled rotten - granted, by the standards of more than five decades ago, and we were lower-middle class at best, not rich. I have lived a charmed life - doted on youngest daughter, given everything I wanted (mostly books, but a used car when I was sixteen and a computer when few had them. It ABSOLUTELY does - I am lucky enough to have experienced it for quite some time now.
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