Paul and I have been married 45 years today. Some of those years have been really hard but, nevertheless, we plodded on through thick/thin, light/dark, valley/mountain, etc. - and continue to be truly committed to one another. We've mellowed with age and have been able to let go of trivial inconveniences and annoyances to concentrate on more important issues. When you have lots more life behind you than in front, you tend to look at what really matters from a better, more realistic perspective. I kind of think of us as comfortable old houseshoes. (Please feel free to interpret that analogy as you wish.) We've both been retired for years, but have other interests that occupy our time and, hopefully, keep our brains challenged and intact. It's hard work at times to keep a marriage going for 45 years, but ever-so-much worth the effort.