17 years of marriage this year. 21 years together.
This morning, we were cuddling, and she asked, “Do you think other couples love each other as much as we do?”
I said, “I hope there are lots.” Then we made out, had sex, and started the day—I went grocery shopping while she cleaned the kitchen. When I got back, we put everything away, made out again in the kitchen, and now I’m stretched out on a freshly made bed while she watches TV.
I know, it sounds disgustingly perfect. And honestly? It is. This is my life, every day, with the woman I adore more everyday.
If you’re reading this, I just want you to know—this kind of love exists. It’s real. But it’s not luck. It’s something you build, something you protect, something you choose every single day.
17 years of marriage this year. 21 years together.
This morning, we were cuddling, and she asked, “Do you think other couples love each other as much as we do?”
I said, “I hope there are lots.” Then we made out, had sex, and started the day—I went grocery shopping while she cleaned the kitchen. When I got back, we put everything away, made out again in the kitchen, and now I’m stretched out on a freshly made bed while she watches TV.
I know, it sounds disgustingly perfect. And honestly? It is. This is my life, every day, with the woman I adore more everyday.
If you’re reading this, I just want you to know—this kind of love exists. It’s real. But it’s not luck. It’s something you build, something you protect, something you choose every single day.
It’s worth it.
Happy for you! I agree with you, a happy marriage is a continued commitment two people make each and every day to each other.