Wooden Anniversary
A week ago, my husband and I celebrated our fifth wedding anniversary... by being sick with a cold together. In sickness and in health and all that, I guess. It feels kind of wild to me that we've already been married for that long. I think the fact that about half of that time was spent at home with restrictions to going out due to the pandemic kind of warped our perception of time a bit. Altogether, we've been a couple for more than ten years now. And I'm pleased to say that I'm still excited to see him in the evenings. I remember in my twenties I was a bit worried for a while that something was wrong with me, because all my romantic relationships, regardless of how earnestly I felt about them, would eventually fizzle out around the three-year mark. I was wondering whether I was just incapable of maintaining interest in a relationship for longer than that. But no, it turns out I just hadn't met the right guy yet... or reached the right age myself. Because I defini...