Before wedding vows š
Before photographs šø
There was a kindergarten classroom.
Building blocks on a table š§©
Shared laughter š
And a small, quiet act ā a boy gently pushing a wheelchair, simply because it was the right thing to do āæš¤
No one called it love then.
It was just kindness.
Offered freely, without expectation āØ
Years passed.
Life unfolded ā³
And that simple kindness never faded.
Twenty years later, it had grown into love, deep respect, and a partnership built on care š¤
Sometimes the truest love stories donāt begin with romance ā they begin with doing the right thing.