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I could never love another woman
We don’t fight but we argue. Who doesn’t?
Most arguments pass, but some hurt. Most pass though. My experience from being together with my partner for twenty-three years is that it takes a moment of reconciliation, a moment of intimacy to erase many moments of conflict. Maybe not “erase”, but over time the bad experiences fade, if you’re able to reconcile. Maybe it’s a big “if”. I don’t know how it is in other families.
We met when we were young, very young.
Now almost twenty-three years together. So much of life is shared together — literally, the biggest part of it. Many days and nights together. The days spent apart were still “together”.
Four kids to keep us busy, sometimes in a bad way. Because there is a sense of fatigue from forever addressing and not always resolving life’s everyday struggles.
I often want to be on my own but I don’t feel any fatigue from the relationship. And for sure I couldn’t imagine being close to another woman. I don’t know if my wife feels the same. This story is about me.
I could never disrespect the girl that I fell in love with that summer, a long time ago.
