Before wedding vows π
Before photographs πΈ
There was a kindergarten classroom.
Building blocks on a table π§©
Shared laughter π
And a small, quiet act β a boy gently pushing a wheelchair, simply because it was the right thing to do βΏπ€
No one called it love then.
It was just kindness.
Offered freely, without expectation β¨
Years passed.
Life unfolded β³
And that simple kindness never faded.
Twenty years later, it had grown into love, deep respect, and a partnership built on care π€
Sometimes the truest love stories donβt begin with romance β they begin with doing the right thing.