Back to Monday. 18 years ago H and I married. This morning I said to him – “18 years ago we thought everything was supposed to be planned out, arranged – we were so wrong”. So much has happened that just came out of left field. Nothing that could have been planned for. Nothing that anyone would want to plan for. Infertility, affairs, cancer, stroke, alcoholism, disease, death. Through it all our marriage has survived. And is stronger I believe for all of it. All the trials and tribulations.