You know all the ways people assess long, happy marriages? If you and the dear ball and chain are – years down the line – still happy happies?
Why? I’m wondering – do people place such importance on companionable silence? Finishing each other’s thoughts? Being best friends?
Why does no-one talk about the husband, who 30 years down the line, will still growl deep in his throat as he reaches for his wife from behind, inhaling her hair?
That would totally make me happy.