two decades of loving

20 years. to some an eternity. to us, it was the blink of an eye. we met, we founded a friendship, raised a family and built a marriage. there were arguments, disagreements and we normally don't see eye to eye. yet, i cannot imagine life without him. we went through passion, and when that passion died, we learnt to love and tolerate. he knows as much about my stories as i do, and he remembers the last 20 years for me, whose cheese-holed brain only works half the time. we understand each other, and sometimes we don't.