What I’ve Learned in My Marriage Might Help You
Or make you rethink the institution itself
What I’m about to share is difficult for me. This type of story always is. The kind that allows virtual strangers a clear and hopefully unbiased look into another person’s life, their heart, and yes, their soul.
No doubt, many of you here have been married for years or are in longtime relationships. And then there are those who are just embarking on your couple’s journey, excited, starry-eyed, and in it for the long haul. Because “hope” does, and always will, spring eternal.
I don’t mean for that last bit to be as ominous as it sounds, but it’s best to understand from jump street that one day, reality will rear its twisted head and life will knock the stuffing right out of you.
You might look at your partner ten, fifteen, or twenty years down the road if you make it that long and wonder what the fuck happened. You’ll struggle to recall who took that fork in the road, and why. Was it something you said and went unheard, or vice versa?
I love my husband. I’ve loved him for the thirty-five years we’ve been married and the four prior to our being wed. But, it’s different now. It’s certainly not the almost obsessive love that I had for him when we met, nor should it be as my crazy ass was even…
