God Bless the Broken Road That Led Me Straight to You

I sat out on a narrow way many years ago
Hoping I would find true love
along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn’t see how every sign
pointed straight to you

Those words piped into my earphones while on my morning walk earlier today.

As the Rascal Flatts lead singer belted those lyrics, I thought about the broken road that made me the woman I am today. That same broken road that led me to Keith and Keith to me.

Every long lost dream
led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart
they were like Northern stars
Pointing me on my way
into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you

On May 9, 2003, that broken road illuminated and the man standing at the end was (and is) the kindest, most loving, gentle, respectful and humble man I’ve ever known.

Wise beyond his years with an ability to love me with complete abandon. As if he’d never experienced hurt before, he fell so deeply in love with me that many questioned if it happened too quickly.

He never questioned it though.

Less than 4 months after falling in love, as the sky dimmed on that beautiful Spring evening, he proposed. And before year’s end, we became husband and wife.

This journey, my marriage, has shaped me more than any other earthly relationship. It has strengthened me, challenged me, stretched me and made me grow in ways I never imagined.

His unending love has allowed me to feel safe. His unwavering respect and honor for me, has allowed me to go after my wildest dreams. His friendship is a daily reminder that I was never meant to walk this road of life alone.

Now I’m just rolling home
Into my lover’s arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you

Every day, when I come to the pages of the Happy Wives Club with the hope of inspiring and encouraging you, I often forget my husband also reads this site and sometimes -although not often as he’d get embarrassed- it’s just good to fill this page with an ode to him.

After all, beside every happy wife is a proud and loving husband. And for me, Keith Weaver is that man. And his love is the reason the Happy Wives Club exists. So to Keith: Muchas gracias. Te amo mi amor.

YOUR TURN: Do you remember where you were the moment you fell in love with your husband?

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Fawn Weaver

Founder at Happy Wives Club

Fawn Weaver is the USA Today and New York Times bestselling author of Happy Wives Club: One Woman's Worldwide Search for the Secrets of a Great Marriage, adopting the same name as the Club she founded in 2010. The Happy Wives Club community has grown to include more than 1 million women in over 110 countries around the world. She’s an investor in real estate, tech sector and lifestyle brands. When she’s not writing or working, she's happily doting over her husband of twelve years, Keith (and sometimes manages to do all three simultaneously).