When we first met, it was like two magnets colliding. We couldn’t spend more than an hour away from each other. Finding our soulmate, we were perfect for each other, perfect.
After three years we were still in love just as if we’d barely met. The attraction was still drawing us close, but we were able to tolerate more time apart.
After ten years we were still in love and children had come and we had to seek out time for each other.
After twenty years, lives were busier than ever, struggling with jobs, college tuitions. Things might crumble around us, life passing fast, but there was no erosion in love for each other.
After forty years, it was time for the magnets to reconnect.