๐Ÿ’โœจ๐Ÿค We Chose Love โ€” Again and Again ๐Ÿคโœจ๐Ÿ’

โค๏ธ When we said โ€œI do,โ€ the room filled with stares and silent questions โ€” a Black woman in a wheelchair, and a love some people didnโ€™t understand. โ™ฟ๐Ÿค They warned us. They doubted us. We listenedโ€ฆ and then we kept choosing each other anyway.

๐ŸŒฑ Our love was never loud or dramatic. It lived in the quiet moments โ€” early appointments and long waits, steady hands, shared coffee in the morning โ˜•, laughter on ordinary days, and patience that never asked for applause.

๐Ÿ’ž Life didnโ€™t suddenly become easy. Challenges remained. But our world grew richer, deeper, and more meaningful with every day we stood side by side. Not to prove a point. Not to answer anyoneโ€™s doubts.

โœจ We werenโ€™t trying to convince the world of anything.
We were simply doing the bravest thing we know โ€”
choosing love.
Choosing commitment.
Choosing each other. โค๏ธ

โ™พ๏ธ And weโ€™ll keep choosing, every single day.