Considering the sheer amount of time, I can imagine that they weren't all good years. Not to belittle my grandparent's marriage, but it's hard to believe there were not any hard times. It makes me realize that, although I've never been married, part of marriage must be about choice. The same is true of friendships, and other relationships other than romantic. There are times in everyone's life when they have to decide whether your wounds are worth ending a friendship or relationship. You have to choose whether or not you can still love that person.
The answer is not always easy, or quick. But people make these decisions every day, every year. We choose to look past the ways in which people irritate us. This choice is made because we love these people.
Sometimes pain is too great to bear. Sometimes the arguments are no longer worth keeping the person in your life. My point isn't to put down people that have gotten divorced, because their choice is just as valid as staying in a relationship. We all make the best decision we can, out of love for the person, out of love for ourselves, out of love for the other people in our lives.
Love makes the world go around, however it manifests itself.
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