I was married to my wife for 16 years, 8 months, 3 days, and 15.1 hours before she passed away from cancer and cancer treatments: Adriamycin chemo-therapy ruined her heart.
The truth is our marriage was never hard work. I really can't understand how or even why a marriage should be "work." There was work involved, but that was work to make money, maintain the house, do chores, helping others, etc... THAT was work. But it was never "work" to be married or make our marriage successful. We married each other because we WANTED to, because we wanted to make each other happy and to be a part of something bigger and better than either of us alone. We wanted to unite our families into one bigger family. None of this was "work." Getting along was natural for us. There was no "work" aspect to it at all. And there was no "luck" either. We consciously and deliberately chose to be married to each other out of love and to make a commitment to each other.
Albert
