Later in life, I agreed to marry a man with disability — there was no love between us

the simple moments that had become the heartbeat of our life together. James said one day, “Sarah, do you know why I love autumn?” I guessed, “Because it’s beautiful?” He shook his head: “Because it teaches that even if things fall apart, they can bloom again next season. Just like us—our love bloomed late, but it still bloomed in time.”

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