Where does time go? There are days that take an eternity to pass and then in a flash several years have gone by. When I was young people who had been married for 25 years were old. Surely that isn't me, I still feel young(ish).
We have been lucky. Lucky to have found each other, right place, right time and all that. I am lucky to be married to a good man, to have married a friend. We are lucky that though never rich, and sometimes broke, we haven't had to face real financial hardship and we have always been able to live in warm and safe homes. We are lucky that we have had four easy, happy children who have caused us little worry. All of this was luck but we have worked too. There have been times when liking isn't easy, when stresses get in the way, but we have talked; communicated and in the roughest times have remembered that it is better to be with each other than without.
I suppose what I'm saying is that I am so happy to have met my man and that he has made my life happier, more adventurous and blessed. He is mine, I am his and as much as I love him he loves me. What more can I wish for?