DH and I have been married for more than twenty years. (We had two weddings--a long story for another time--but it causes me to confuse the dates all the time!) I was married before, and was lucky to get myself and my kids out alive.
I married my current husband because I "liked" him and more important, I knew he would make an excellent father/stepfather for my children. I know that doesn't seem very romantic (my husband says I'm getting better, but I'm the one with no romance in my soul in our relationship.) We have always been friends, but we had some rough times, mostly because of me. I was confident my hubby would provide for my children (he turned out to be a GREAT dad, and eventually adopted my kids), but I could not/would not trust him to also take care of me. That refusal to rely on DH (legacy of the first husband, I'm sure) hurt him, and at times, caused him to "live down" to the image I had of a husband. Anyway, when my kids were getting ready to leave home, I panicked, because I was convinced once they were gone, he and I would have nothing left. Well, the year before the kids graduated, we started a once-a-week date night. He chose one week, I chose the next. The only rules were each had to go along with the other's choice for at least one time and we could not talk about the kids. Naturally, we sat in near-complete silence for the first few dates, but then we found more and more to talk about. I sat through some really weird concerts, tractor pulls, and even attended the "Frozen Dead Guy Days" once, but it has been worth it. The kids have been gone for more than a decade, and we still have our date night, and we've added "date vacations." In 2006 that will include a trip to Newfoundland and in 2007 we're touring Britain.
Do I love him? Not the way they portray it in the movies. But, I respect and admire him, and there is certainly nobody in the world more precious to me than him. Each of us makes the DAILY effort to enhance the life of the other. I don't know if that is love, but it works for us. Now, when people ask me if I'm married (I don't wear a ring, due to skin allergies) I reply, "VERY and HAPPILY"
Says somethin', don't ya think?