Love is a decision. It doesn't "just happen". I always say love is what takes over when the romance goes away. My aunt had a blog and she spoke about one night when the kids got sick with a stomach bug. They had 6 kids and I think 3 or 4 got sick - then my uncle got sick. Yikes. I'm sure she wasn't feeling any romance when she had to put him to bed with a bucket after they had just changed several pairs of sheets and maybe even cleaned floors. But love is what takes over at that point.
Now, I've only been married for 7, almost 8, years, but I think the best advice we ever got was that marriage is a verb, not a noun. A marriage needs constant work to keep it going. My parents would periodically go on trips, about once a year or so, just the two of them. They'd leave us with friends. I feel this strengthened their marriage. They've been married for almost 37 years. Hubby's dad didn't put much work into his marriage to Hubby's mum, and that marriage only lasted about 17 years - and probably much of it lasting was to do with MIL's temperament and the fact that they had young kids. (MIL is lovely. FIL is Granddad Who We Don't See - with good reason.)
Ethical question - how do you feel about second chance??


