Sorry to introduce a 'down' note to what has indeed been a very lovely thread, but needs saying: IF first husband had not been an adulterous, selfish man, who abandoned his family we would now have been married for 33 years. I went into it for the long haul. Sadly he didn't.
Just sometimes, when people around me are celebrating their 30,40,50ths, I do feel there is an element of self-congratulatory smugness when really at times I think, you are simply very fortunate. I feel I brought all the elements that were needed to make marriage 1 work through the years. Some people who stay married do not. Some people stay married for decades and are extremely miserable - my parents were not good for each other, but chalked up the years and of course, we celebrated the milestones with them.
But some of us, for all sorts of circumstances, are never going to have a long marriage.
I am very blessed in my second marriage. I don't wish away my first marriage and the four beautiful people we created, but I am sad it took me so many years to find someone who really does love me. Maybe we will be fortunate enough to make our 25th - maybe. We don't take anything for granted. But I think it is the quality of the years, not the quantity of them that matters most.
There, got that off my chest. And now - please do keep telling these wonderful stories ...