“Agape mou,” he said, dazzled with joy. Taking her in his arms, he kissed his wife passionately at the kitchen table. As he held her, he wondered what he’d done to deserve such happiness.
Then the dog door thudded loudly, and suddenly there was a large wet hairy dog between them, shaking water and snow all over the room, and their baby girl gurgled with laughter. As Daisy pulled back from her husband’s embrace, her eyes danced as she laughed, too.
And Leonidas knew their joy would last forever. Their lives wouldn’t be all laughter, for sure. But they’d build their future together, day by day, through snow and sun, rain and roses.
It would never be perfect. But it would be happy.
Just like him. Once, he’d been lost. He’d been broken. But Daisy had loved him anyway. He’d learned the meaning of love from the woman who, in spite of his flaws, had given him her precious heart.
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