How I re-discovered my Mr. Right

Originally appeared on spirituality.com

I fell in love with John while standing in line for an amusement park ride. City girl meets country boy. Seven months later, we married. I had found my Mr. Right.

But soon I found out he thought his first name was "Always."

He always knew best—where we should live, what we could spend money on, what we would do for fun. My opinion didn’t seem important. Compromise? Not an option.

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