the other day when I was at my grandma's house,we were talking and I asked her how did she & my grandpa meet and she said their families had dinner together and they sat across each other and my grandma noticed that my gradpa didn't have some of his fingers,because his father shot them. And my grandma was like "I didn't get schocked when I saw that he didn't have fingers,I fell in love with him when I first saw him, I fell in love with him and all his flaws. And actually your grandpa could have a surgery to add some fake fingers, but I didn't want him to because I loved him for who he was and that's what makes him special" and I believe that this is true love, loving the other person and all of their flaws, standing by their side till the end & feeling blessed that you ended up with them.