|A Harlequin Moment in Moscow|
I can only speak to my current relationship, today.
The changes in myself in the past few decades have been amazing, albeit excruciatingly slow. Instead of thinking "that's it, I'm outta here!" at each altercation/disagreement, I'm usually laughing before I can even finish spewing off whatever great retort I thought I had. If I'm not so quick to see how silly I'm being, my husband points it out for me with one of his classic dry humor lines and again, I'm laughing.
Is marriage hard? Of course. Because life is hard and marriage to this great guy is how I've chosen to enjoy my life. How I choose to live it each day. It's brought me the gifts of sacrifice, compassion, and just plain doing what I don't want to do when it's needed. Patience, did I mention patience?
As I write each new romance novel that shows up in my brain and then nests in my heart, I am aware that it's my job to show that this couple has and will have their challenges, too. They'll have their happily ever afters, as well. The strongest common thread through my life, my stories, your stories, the books we love to read and write, is love. The long-lasting, unconditional kind.
As long as he leaves the toilet seat down.