Today is thirty one years my wife and I have been together (not married, we began dating in high school). That’s a long time to spend, and have sex with, the same woman. I don’t regret a minute of it. It hasn’t always been sunshine and roses, when the sex was a trickle of silent, starfish sex, I had some dark days. They were no bed of roses for her either (no pun intended). But, we never gave up and always had a great time together.
Today, although there is always room for improvement, there is little I would change about our marriage. We both have settled into roles we were meant for, leader and follower, resulting in the marriage we both expected it to be.
I say it all the time, nothing worth having comes easily. Put in the work and enjoy the life all your work will yield. I hope that life you enjoy is with your spouse and results in a happy marriage. If not, your work is not wasted because you can build on what you have accomplished to prepare for what (or who) comes next. Either way, improving yourself is never time wasted.
My wife and I do celebrate our wedding anniversary, but feel this date is more significant. Thirty one years ago today we began our life together. To be honest, we’ve been together so long, I don’t remember what it was like without her. We literally grew up together.
I feel very fortunate to have met a woman who understands that being a wife and mother is not an insult or hindrance to her growth or happiness. Unfortunately, that belief is becoming all too common these days among women.