I certainly feel bad for all other married couples.
For decades, I had a mate who would turns heads anywhere we went. Yet I knew I didn’t have to worry. I just enjoyed the attention.
As the years pass they’ve settled on our faces and bodies. We are no longer the prize of the party, yet I love her every bit as much as I did before.
This woman knows no limit. She has told me I have free reign. Do what I want when I want. And I have. In the past. I’m bored of doing that now and she knew that would happen. She knew there was nothing better out there and she was right. Kind of like a Yoko Ono in that respect.
I can say I want to do the wackiest thing and she’ll say OK let’s go. She knows I’ll do her no harm. She totally trusts me and I totally trust her. That is a rare thing. Witness the divorce rate.
If she passes before me, I’ll be a bachelor forever. She’s raised the bar impossibly high.
I shake my head at her past boyfriends and their idiotic act of letting her go.
