Today is my parent's 37th anniversary. My dad told my mom he loves her, but if he hadn't reminded her she would never have known it was their anniversary. Her dementia has taken such hold of her that sometimes we have to feed her because she forgets how to eat. Yes, she forgets how to eat. And she's only 53. Yet my dad is with her every step of the way. I hear people say they broke up with their spouse because they didn't feel the same way they used to. Oh, you don't feel the way you used to? I don't think my dad feels the way he used to, but when he said his vows he meant them. I've never seen unconditional love like I see with my parents. I hope the joy she gave him for 34 years (because the last 3 have been the worst) still reigns in his memory. She may be what you would term a burden, but he bears it with pride, still occasionally referring to her as his queen.
I'm thankful for the example that has been given to me of what it's like to be in a true, loving relationship.
*Please do not take this post as saying all people divorce for superficial reasons. If I were married and he cheated on me or abused me I'd be out the door too. I'm obviously not referring to that kind of marital strife.