I know a man who once held a prestigious office. He retired early because his wife had a massive stroke. He quit his job to stay home and care for her.
I checked on him not long ago. During the conversation, I asked him how his wife was getting along. He said, "You know, I love her now more than I thought I did the day I married her."
What an astounding statement! She spends most of her time in a wheelchair. He bathes her, feeds her, and potties her the way he would for an infant child. She is no longer beautiful or sexy. So how can he love her more now than he thought he did the day he married her?
It's called commitment. It's the deepest form of love.