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January 25, 1997. A really good day.<\/p>\n
Ten years and three children later, I’d say this was about the best move I ever made. I was nervous at the start of things. We are both more or less surrounded by friends and a few family members who are divorced or otherwise coping with failed marriages. I’d heard about all the troubles that hit married people as they “get tired of each other” and “get bored of the relationship”. I’d heard of the seven year itch. In the back of my mind I thought it was going to be this tough fight to hold the marriage together. These warnings built up in my mind, and I guess I thought being married would be this burden that would overshadow our feelings for each other. <\/p>\n
Of course, it was nothing like that at all. I don’t pretend to be a better person than those who have divorced, but I never saw any of the stuff I was warned about. The following is a cliché, but true: I’m even more in love with my wife today than I was in 1997. I’m crazy about her. I still think she’s beautiful. I still love having her around. I still love to make her laugh. <\/p>\n
And she still laughs at my jokes. She still makes a fuss over even the smallest gift. She still looks for excuses to get me gifts. She’s still a source of inspiration and encouragement. <\/p>\n
Ten years of married life is a good start. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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