
I still get a shock every time I realise that I’ve been with my husband for 19 years, married for 14. Particularly because I keep thinking I’m in my early 30s… when in fact I’m in my early 40s.
Where did that time go?
I used to roll my eyes when older people told me that age creeps up on you, but now I know that’s completely true, suddenly you wake up and the years have rolled past at speed.
And something else also creeps up on you when you’ve been in a long-term relationship for many years – boredom, sameness, routine.
Please don’t get me wrong: I adore my husband and I love our life together.
We own (well, have a massive mortgage on) a lovely home, we have two beautiful children; we have gorgeous friends and family, work we enjoy, and we laugh together a lot. We find each other deeply interesting, talk about everything, and have a really equal, happy relationship.
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But recently, I began thinking about how we used to be together, before children and a big mortgage, and oh my goodness, I really missed it.