As I write today, my parents celebrate 50 years of marriage. When I was a kid, I didn’t think that was a big deal. I can remember both sets of my grandparents reaching that milestone, as well as a set of great-grandparents. Now, as I sit here in my late 40s, married with children, I realize that being married for 50 years to the same person is a feat. Marriage is hard. It forces you to put yourself second to someone, even when that person may not be acting very nice. It forces you to compromise constantly - on where to eat, what to watch on television, on housework, and what things to do when you go out. And more seriously, it forces you to compromise on things like where to live and who works what hours and who takes care of the kids. It also forces you to say, “I’m sorry,” sometimes. You don’t get to just do what you want when you want as you did as a single person. When you are married to and share a home and a life with someone, you have to take their needs and wants into considera...
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