People love to call it luck

 People love to call it luck.

But luck didn’t show up on the hard days.
Luck didn’t have the hard conversations.
Luck didn’t stay when it would’ve been easier to walk away.

We didn’t get lucky.
We chose each other.

We didn’t get lucky.
We did the work.

This wasn’t chance.
It was commitment.
It was intention.
It was showing up again and again.

Love like this is built.
Not stumbled into.

We made it work.
On purpose. 

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