Last night, as we climbed into bed, Cameron said, "y'know? I hope we live to be 95. Then, we'll be married for like 70 years. Wouldn't that be so cool?"
That is the security I enjoy in our marriage. Neither of us is going anywhere. Thick and thin, it is us to the end. We are committed.
A close friend just separated from her husband. Marital success has been weighing heavily on my mind lately. I am so grateful to be married to a man as set on creating a happy marriage as I am. Feeling blessed today.