This is what having children did for me - I now appreciate the excitement in seeing a butterfly, a rainbow, the trash truck dumping the trash, and doing things like blowing the white fuzz off a dandelion and playing in the rain.
I feel that this is just something people say to keep hope alive, and that's cool - I support hope. But I've said this before too, then we broke up because he changed, or maybe he was living a lie all along. I find this shit hard to believe now. But I believe in hope.