I married my wife out of pity and obligation. I was a shallow self absorbed person. She was a really hot and s*** girl but I thought we weren’t compatible and was going to break up with her. But, fate had other plans and she was in a really bad car accident and was severely injured and had a double hip disarticulation amputation which meant she had no more s*** legs. She had countless surgeries and was forever in the hospital and then had an eternity of therapy.
All during her recovery I was secretly looking for an out and at the same time being a good boyfriend. Everyone told me how wonderful I was for sticking around given her situation.
Well, I never broke up with her and we got engaged and married. She wanted kids and after a lot of infertility bills later we had two wonderful children.
She’s rather capable with the prosthetic and crutches now and is able to manage quite well. The other day she told me that she knows she wasn’t easy to get along with and that it wasn’t an easy life for me and then she thanked me for sticking it out. That made every second of everyday so worth it.
P.S.: I have tears in my eyes as I’m writing this.
