Each and every day, without fail, I ask my wife to marry me. You might ask why I would do such a thing. Aside from the obvious explanation that dementia has set in and I’ve forgotten we are already married, I believe it is important to affirm each day that I choose her. Fortunately, she always answers “yes” to my question. Maybe it’s because the other part of the practice is I never stop working to win her heart.
We’ve all heard that the key to a successful marriage is keeping it fresh. This is my humble way of doing that. What are your thoughts on this practice?