“Yeah… So?â€? She looks at me with a question in her eyes.

“Remember when we use to talk about finding the perfect guy? And being happy with him for over 50 years? Like Grandma and Grandpa? How we wanted to have a relationship full of love, like theirs?â€? I explain.

“Yeah… we stayed up half the night after their 50th anniversary party talking about how we wanted to be just like them…â€? She says slowly.

“Amber… When Edwin kisses me… I don’t feel anything. Nothing!â€? I say, hurriedly. When she doesn’t say anything I continue in a hushed tone. “How can I be with him for 50 years if there is no feeling in our relationship?â€?

“Oh, Hun…â€? Amber cries, seeing the tears form in my eyes. She crosses the room and wraps her arms around me. “It’ll be ok. Just don’t cry, I’ve already done your make-up…â€?

I laugh as I hug her back, and will the tears out of my eyes.